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 Israel and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rock 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust 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?
Wire,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Piero Umiliani,
Neu!,
Saccharine Trust,
Q and Not U,
X-Ray Spex,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sixth Finger,
Chrome,
Aswad,
Letta Mbulu,
The Misunderstood,
Sugar Minott,
Aural Exciters,
Surgeon,
Gang Green,
Angry Samoans,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Inner City,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Walker Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
Vladislav Delay,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Organ,
The Names,
The Fire Engines,
Carl Craig,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ten City,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
Archie Shepp,
Tommy Roe,
Flipper,
Moebius,
Patti Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sparks,
CMW,
The Wake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bad Manners,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Style,
Junior Murvin,
World's Most,
Magma,
10cc,
KRS-One,
Matthew Bourne,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pop Group,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.