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 Botswana 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lee Hazlewood to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Steve Hackett,
Swans,
Clear Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reuben Wilson,
Accadde A,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
Glenn Branca,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Searchers,
The Techniques,
The Blues Magoos,
Babytalk,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scan 7,
Minny Pops,
The Toasters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scientists,
Q65,
The Zeros,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Near,
Sällskapet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacob Miller,
Darondo,
David Bowie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
The Skatalites,
Gong,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy Collins,
Hoover,
AZ,
Donald Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Groovy Waters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.