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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marmalade to the rap 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Colin Newman,
Peter & Gordon,
Section 25,
Johnny Clarke,
David McCallum,
Max Romeo,
Lightning Bolt,
Skarface,
Make Up,
Bobby Womack,
Godley & Creme,
The Music Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ornette Coleman,
Negative Approach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fatback Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Clear Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mandrill,
Alphaville,
The Skatalites,
The Doors,
Underground Resistance,
Model 500,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vainqueur,
Terry Callier,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
Amon Düül,
Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Parry Music,
Pylon,
Ronan,
Rapeman,
The Associates,
Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Delta 5,
Magma,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Bootsy Collins,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685,
James White and The Blacks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.