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 Ghana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Essential Logic to the rap 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
ABC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Fraelich,
Joy Division,
Lungfish,
The Stooges,
Marine Girls,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Half Japanese,
June Days,
The Zeros,
The Techniques,
Hashim,
Kayak,
Blossom Toes,
Idris Muhammad,
Rufus Thomas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
Khruangbin,
Rapeman,
Monolake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
Zapp,
Hot Snakes,
Ponytail,
Scrapy,
Fatback Band,
In Retrospect,
Parry Music,
Sam Rivers,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
The Gun Club,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yazoo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Mills,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
UT,
Swell Maps,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Hood,
Soft Machine,
Gichy Dan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Porter Ricks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.