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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Infiniti,
Carl Craig,
Stiv Bators,
Dawn Penn,
Faust,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
Liliput,
Bizarre Inc.,
Don Cherry,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Moon,
Bad Manners,
Yusef Lateef,
Bauhaus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lungfish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brass Construction,
Sister Nancy,
Boredoms,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
Arcadia,
Black Sheep,
Pantytec,
Television Personalities,
The Fortunes,
The Gladiators,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Move,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Martian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Theoretical Girls,
Fugazi,
Hoover,
ABBA,
Audionom,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zapp,
Index,
The Modern Lovers,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker,
Magma,
Suburban Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.