Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guyana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Todd Terry to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sister Nancy,
Technova,
Spandau Ballet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Hardrive,
Moebius,
Basic Channel,
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Bobby Womack,
The Walker Brothers,
Unwound,
Q65,
Tom Boy,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Techniques,
Lakeside,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glenn Branca,
Donald Byrd,
Rekid,
Siglo XX,
Patti Smith,
The Human League,
Adolescents,
Soulsonic Force,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Bauhaus,
The Gladiators,
Warren Ellis,
Boredoms,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
The Gap Band,
MC5,
Simply Red,
The Toasters,
Cheater Slicks,
Joy Division,
Letta Mbulu,
Popol Vuh,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.