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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Brick to the grunge 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Khruangbin,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Music Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Nico,
Cluster,
Sarah Menescal,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
The Cramps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sandy B,
Alice Coltrane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dirtbombs,
Television Personalities,
Warren Ellis,
Trumans Water,
Soul Sonic Force,
Easy Going,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Black Bananas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Carl Craig,
Make Up,
Pole,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Howard Jones,
Au Pairs,
Chrome,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
Anakelly,
Agent Orange,
The Selecter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wire,
Shoche,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.