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 Greece and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Remains to the techno 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Smoke,
Sällskapet,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
EPMD,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
The Fortunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Morten Harket,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Qualms,
X-102,
Roy Ayers,
Black Flag,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Josef K,
These Immortal Souls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Little Man,
The Index,
Nas,
Schoolly D,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Human League,
K-Klass,
Cluster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Maleditus Sound,
The Birthday Party,
The Names,
The Residents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cure,
Thompson Twins,
Janne Schatter,
The Moleskins,
Minor Threat,
Prince Buster,
Whodini,
T. Rex,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.