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 Nepal and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Quadrant to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bad Manners,
Parry Music,
The Smiths,
Archie Shepp,
Spoonie Gee,
Jawbox,
Kayak,
Wally Richardson,
Donny Hathaway,
Warren Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
Zapp,
The Pop Group,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
PIL,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neu!,
The Neon Judgement,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Eurythmics,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Skarface,
Gabor Szabo,
Japan,
Hardrive,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Slits,
Banda Bassotti,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
The Toasters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Modern Lovers,
the Human League,
Ossler,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June of 44,
Kerri Chandler,
Sex Pistols,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.