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 Oman and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fatback Band 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Supertramp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Quadrant,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The New Christs,
Unwound,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Mantronix,
Judy Mowatt,
Moebius,
Pulsallama,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Kurtis Blow,
Joe Finger,
Prince Buster,
T.S.O.L.,
Josef K,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
Talk Talk,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
Fad Gadget,
Radio Birdman,
The Birthday Party,
Sight & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
the Germs,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Prunes,
Wolf Eyes,
The Residents,
Oblivians,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Pus,
Matthew Halsall,
Camouflage,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
Boogie Down Productions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Accadde A,
Mark Hollis,
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.