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 Egypt and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 Bronski Beat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Royal Trux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deepchord,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Mo-Dettes,
Gabor Szabo,
Supertramp,
the Association,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
These Immortal Souls,
Sandy B,
Accadde A,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
Tommy Roe,
Charles Mingus,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Delta 5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boogie Down Productions,
F. McDonald,
Newcleus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Smog,
Kerri Chandler,
Patti Smith,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
The Slackers,
Iggy Pop,
Bang On A Can,
Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Franke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lee Hazlewood,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.