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 Denmark and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Roxy Music to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Ultra Naté,
Jeru the Damaja,
Arcadia,
Erasure,
MC5,
Glenn Branca,
Eric Dolphy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sparks,
The Invisible,
The Happenings,
Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Freddie Wadling,
Pierre Henry,
Michelle Simonal,
Swans,
Cluster,
Slick Rick,
Babytalk,
Khruangbin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Piero Umiliani,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
Japan,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Half Japanese,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Al Stewart,
The Real Kids,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Buckinghams,
Audionom,
Hasil Adkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Organ,
Robert Wyatt,
Jandek,
The Pretty Things,
Sarah Menescal,
Magazine,
The Doors,
Pole,
Amazonics,
The Toasters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amon Düül II,
Intrusion,
The Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.