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 Equatorial Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Michelle Simonal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Bourne,
Aloha Tigers,
Intrusion,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Foxx,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q and Not U,
Mo-Dettes,
Scrapy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Josef K,
The Sound,
Tom Boy,
Maurizio,
Derrick Morgan,
Aswad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Tres Demented,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pole,
Moebius,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young,
Sällskapet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Roxette,
Aural Exciters,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Litter,
Schoolly D,
Slick Rick,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Second Layer,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ituana,
Funky Four + One,
X-101,
The Mojo Men,
cv313,
Urselle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.