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 Senegal and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hasil Adkins to the grunge 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Skaos,
The Trojans,
Main Source,
Sonic Youth,
Desert Stars,
Suicide,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bizarre Inc.,
David McCallum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monochrome Set,
Sex Pistols,
Pagans,
Sällskapet,
Lakeside,
Dennis Brown,
Todd Terry,
Steve Hackett,
Procol Harum,
Chris & Cosey,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Hill,
X-101,
Leonard Cohen,
Ornette Coleman,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Intrusion,
Half Japanese,
Heaven 17,
Robert Hood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rites of Spring,
David Axelrod,
The Shadows of Knight,
Charles Mingus,
The Move,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Residents,
Lightning Bolt,
8 Eyed Spy,
Siglo XX,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric Copeland,
The Dirtbombs,
Dual Sessions,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.