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 Mozambique and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 One Last Wish to the grime 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Mandrill,
Smog,
Interpol,
Suburban Knight,
Jacques Brel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul II Soul,
Aswad,
Negative Approach,
Wolf Eyes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Albert Ayler,
Nas,
Unrelated Segments,
The Stooges,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
June Days,
Infiniti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Subhumans,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Associates,
KRS-One,
The American Breed,
Moebius,
the Germs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ken Boothe,
Panda Bear,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
Roger Hodgson,
Susan Cadogan,
Rapeman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alphaville,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Q65,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Scientists,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.