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 Romania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bang On A Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiohead,
Lucky Dragons,
Bauhaus,
Neu!,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
Bang On A Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Clear Light,
Isaac Hayes,
Los Fastidios,
Fatback Band,
Skaos,
Aswad,
Pylon,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül II,
The Techniques,
Byron Stingily,
The Count Five,
Goldenarms,
Rotary Connection,
Young Marble Giants,
MDC,
Thompson Twins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
MC5,
John Foxx,
Theoretical Girls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Finger,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Lydon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Erasure,
Sam Rivers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Spoonie Gee,
Ken Boothe,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
Cymande,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.