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 Marshall Islands and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Shoche to the rock 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
The Saints,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Holt,
Zero Boys,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Halsall,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Animal Collective,
The Detroit Cobras,
Silicon Teens,
E-Dancer,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
Slick Rick,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Move,
Funkadelic,
Theoretical Girls,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thompson Twins,
The Doors,
JFA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crash Course in Science,
ABBA,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Unwound,
Lower 48,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Supertramp,
Dennis Brown,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.