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 Paraguay and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Gladiators to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The American Breed,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
Loose Ends,
Barry Ungar,
Procol Harum,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultra Naté,
Supertramp,
Peter and Kerry,
The Count Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Letta Mbulu,
Cal Tjader,
Don Cherry,
Gang Starr,
Smog,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Walker Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
Erykah Badu,
Jandek,
Television Personalities,
Ponytail,
Chrome,
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hoover,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sällskapet,
Magazine,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moleskins,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Hood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
Michelle Simonal,
Joey Negro,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Young Marble Giants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.