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 Hungary and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Kas Product to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
X-102,
Deakin,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Warsaw,
Mo-Dettes,
Colin Newman,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Public Enemy,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Nick Fraelich,
Hashim,
Donald Byrd,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Qualms,
Cybotron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
D'Angelo,
Amazonics,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
Junior Murvin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
E-Dancer,
Ice-T,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Anthony Braxton,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gladiators,
The Durutti Column,
Rekid,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultra Naté,
Subhumans,
Albert Ayler,
Tubeway Army,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.