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 Guatemala and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Barrington Levy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Colin Newman,
The Index,
Supertramp,
David Axelrod,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Rotary Connection,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rod Modell,
Mandrill,
Arab on Radar,
Tommy Roe,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lightning Bolt,
Kaleidoscope,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Make Up,
Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
The Zeros,
The Invisible,
The Velvet Underground,
Stetsasonic,
Toni Rubio,
Gong,
Joy Division,
The Dead C,
Traffic Nightmare,
Monolake,
LL Cool J,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
Letta Mbulu,
Maleditus Sound,
Deadbeat,
Patti Smith,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sugar Minott,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yellowson,
The Gun Club,
Pussy Galore,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.