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 Vietnam 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Joensuu 1685 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Minutemen,
Piero Umiliani,
Subhumans,
X-101,
Marc Almond,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-Ray Spex,
John Coltrane,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlback,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doors,
The Martian,
Chrome,
The Mummies,
Ornette Coleman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fortunes,
John Foxx,
Marmalade,
Rod Modell,
Soft Machine,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
Amon Düül,
Magazine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Max Romeo,
Lightning Bolt,
Flipper,
Stetsasonic,
Fad Gadget,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
Swans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neu!,
June Days,
Simply Red,
Bad Manners,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monks,
The Standells,
Harmonia,
Negative Approach,
Archie Shepp,
The Barracudas,
Vainqueur,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.