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 Israel and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Pussy Galore,
Soulsonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ponytail,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Human League,
Q and Not U,
DNA,
Goldenarms,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Pagans,
Qualms,
The Cure,
Pulsallama,
Icehouse,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
Whodini,
Model 500,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
The Real Kids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
Cymande,
K-Klass,
Schoolly D,
Heaven 17,
The Gories,
Prince Buster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
Skarface,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liliput,
Hardrive,
Tubeway Army,
Harmonia,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Babytalk,
World's Most,
Fela Kuti,
Royal Trux,
John Holt,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.