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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Gastr Del Sol,
10cc,
R.M.O.,
Soft Cell,
Kerri Chandler,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Yaz,
The Mummies,
The Count Five,
Scan 7,
Pole,
David Bowie,
The Kinks,
Gabor Szabo,
Slave,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Detroit Cobras,
F. McDonald,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Walker Brothers,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Minor Threat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Circle Jerks,
the Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
DJ Style,
the Normal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
The Gun Club,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Soft Cell,
Iggy Pop,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
Junior Murvin,
Essential Logic,
Blancmange,
Quando Quango,
The Litter,
Man Parrish,
Adolescents,
Stetsasonic,
Altered Images,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Dave Gahan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.