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 Ecuador and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Music Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ludus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Harry Pussy,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Hill,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Khruangbin,
Q and Not U,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aloha Tigers,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
The Searchers,
The Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
The Blackbyrds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cheater Slicks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks,
Nick Fraelich,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kayak,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moebius,
Lou Christie,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alice Coltrane,
Alphaville,
Wally Richardson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mars,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Patti Smith,
Joey Negro,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultra Naté,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.