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 Guinea and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Fall to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Mars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drexciya,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
K-Klass,
Shoche,
The Dirtbombs,
Tres Demented,
Mantronix,
Alice Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Magma,
Matthew Halsall,
Alison Limerick,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marvin Gaye,
Outsiders,
John Coltrane,
Clear Light,
Wally Richardson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-102,
Pantaleimon,
Thee Headcoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Susan Cadogan,
Laurel Aitken,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
Half Japanese,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Hot Snakes,
U.S. Maple,
Audionom,
cv313,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Green,
Todd Terry,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Görl,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Symarip,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.