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 Columbus.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Delon & Dalcan to the grunge 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fuzztones,
Brick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oblivians,
Derrick Morgan,
Cheater Slicks,
Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Age Steppers,
Cybotron,
Kayak,
The Motions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Morten Harket,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
Ponytail,
The Martian,
Dead Boys,
The Star Department,
The J.B.'s,
The Grass Roots,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus,
John Lydon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monks,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
Crooked Eye,
Sparks,
Grauzone,
Severed Heads,
Reuben Wilson,
David Axelrod,
Barrington Levy,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Supertramp,
Infiniti,
Minnie Riperton,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neu!,
The Tremeloes,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Man Eating Sloth,
Animal Collective,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Pagans,
Sister Nancy,
Pantytec,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.