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 Solomon Islands and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Mad Mike to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Seeds,
Joy Division,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minny Pops,
Robert Hood,
Drexciya,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
Jacques Brel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Janne Schatter,
The Moleskins,
Mars,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Outsiders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Techniques,
Stockholm Monsters,
Underground Resistance,
Tubeway Army,
Tears for Fears,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Alison Limerick,
Public Enemy,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Interpol,
Sonny Sharrock,
MDC,
Vladislav Delay,
E-Dancer,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
Technova,
Delta 5,
Iggy Pop,
Theoretical Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fela Kuti,
Ice-T,
Faraquet,
Eric Copeland,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.