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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare 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 Public Image Ltd. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thompson Twins,
Scientists,
Main Source,
Stetsasonic,
The Five Americans,
The New Christs,
Donald Byrd,
Eve St. Jones,
ABC,
the Normal,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
Zapp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
The Motions,
Rufus Thomas,
Brand Nubian,
Accadde A,
Anakelly,
Wings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Skarface,
The Zeros,
Bang On A Can,
LL Cool J,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mojo Men,
The Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerrie Biddell,
Marine Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang of Four,
Chris & Cosey,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Camouflage,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.