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 Indonesia 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the punk 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
The Cure,
Blossom Toes,
Fatback Band,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Fela Kuti,
Little Man,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Near,
Siglo XX,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hasil Adkins,
The Star Department,
Harry Pussy,
Prince Buster,
Rod Modell,
Young Marble Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fuzztones,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
Royal Trux,
Mission of Burma,
Marine Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Aswad,
10cc,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Hood,
the Germs,
In Retrospect,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
The Modern Lovers,
The Divine Comedy,
T. Rex,
the Slits,
Gang of Four,
Lightning Bolt,
Fugazi,
EPMD,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.