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 Cuba and from Salvador.
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 Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Scratch Acid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joy Division,
Deepchord,
Alice Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Supertramp,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
John Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Donald Byrd,
Zero Boys,
The Slackers,
Barrington Levy,
One Last Wish,
the Association,
Funkadelic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick Morgan,
Chris Corsano,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
T.S.O.L.,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
K-Klass,
The Misunderstood,
Tim Buckley,
Neu!,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
The Leaves,
Yusef Lateef,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.