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 Benin and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Misunderstood,
Sight & Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mandrill,
Country Teasers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Porter Ricks,
H. Thieme,
the Association,
Kas Product,
Flipper,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sound Behaviour,
Qualms,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Zapp,
John Coltrane,
The Fall,
Neil Young,
The Barracudas,
The Residents,
Bronski Beat,
Animal Collective,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
Lungfish,
DJ Sneak,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
a-ha,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
The Birthday Party,
The Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
Ultravox,
Ten City,
Negative Approach,
Roxy Music,
Procol Harum,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.