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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Godley & Creme to the techno 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Wasted Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
DNA,
Lebanon Hanover,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
Chrome,
cv313,
Second Layer,
Trumans Water,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cramps,
Agent Orange,
Albert Ayler,
Sugar Minott,
The Move,
John Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ken Boothe,
Swans,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lungfish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
R.M.O.,
H. Thieme,
The Grass Roots,
The Evens,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skriet,
Joey Negro,
Brass Construction,
The Divine Comedy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siglo XX,
The Victims,
Sarah Menescal,
Scratch Acid,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Eric Copeland,
Black Flag,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.