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 Vietnam and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scan 7 to the electroclash 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Ultravox,
Derrick May,
Monks,
DJ Sneak,
Adolescents,
Dead Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
Lee Hazlewood,
Con Funk Shun,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cure,
Black Flag,
The Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
Tommy Roe,
The Slackers,
Bang On A Can,
Rapeman,
Hardrive,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James Chance & The Contortions,
Essential Logic,
The Misunderstood,
LL Cool J,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Khruangbin,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
The Remains,
Little Man,
Joyce Sims,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Gichy Dan,
Thee Headcoats,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
The Gun Club,
Chris Corsano,
Clear Light,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
X-101,
Moebius,
Yusef Lateef,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shoche,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scion,
Soft Machine,
Gang Green,
the Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
Charles Mingus,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.