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 Kuwait and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Peter and Kerry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club,
Glenn Branca,
Zero Boys,
Morten Harket,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
Mantronix,
Essential Logic,
Fatback Band,
The Standells,
The Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Derrick Morgan,
David Bowie,
Whodini,
Gang Green,
Babytalk,
Joey Negro,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
Quadrant,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kevin Saunderson,
T. Rex,
The Tremeloes,
Shoche,
The Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Cal Tjader,
Fela Kuti,
The Kinks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Terry Callier,
Donny Hathaway,
Sexual Harrassment,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
New Order,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dead Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department,
Arab on Radar,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Toni Rubio,
Nas,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Sneak,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.