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 Switzerland 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lalann to the grime 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Pussy Galore,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
Masters at Work,
Morten Harket,
Delon & Dalcan,
Funkadelic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
The Stooges,
Lucky Dragons,
Arab on Radar,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bad Manners,
Spoonie Gee,
Kurtis Blow,
Schoolly D,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brick,
The Blues Magoos,
The Red Krayola,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
Blancmange,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Nirvana,
Traffic Nightmare,
Radio Birdman,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Finger,
Lou Reed,
Minnie Riperton,
Niagra,
Arthur Verocai,
Fatback Band,
John Coltrane,
The Young Rascals,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül,
Alton Ellis,
Skaos,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.