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 Vanuatu and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cheater Slicks to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Pere Ubu,
Brand Nubian,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Yaz,
Stetsasonic,
Donald Byrd,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joey Negro,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Loose Ends,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sixth Finger,
Faraquet,
The Smoke,
The Misunderstood,
Neu!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Youth Brigade,
The Angels of Light,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
The Grass Roots,
Henry Cow,
Average White Band,
The Birthday Party,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Max Romeo,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
Tropical Tobacco,
kango's stein massive,
Subhumans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roy Ayers,
Eurythmics,
Arcadia,
Metal Thangz,
Theoretical Girls,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
the Swans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quadrant,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Livin' Joy,
Crash Course in Science,
Alice Coltrane,
Simply Red,
Dark Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.