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 Fiji and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David Axelrod to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
The Moleskins,
CMW,
the Association,
Japan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skriet,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Black Pus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
Talk Talk,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Bronski Beat,
Saccharine Trust,
Aloha Tigers,
Alton Ellis,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fuzztones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barry Ungar,
the Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Residents,
John Holt,
Siglo XX,
Kas Product,
The Skatalites,
Pussy Galore,
AZ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Technova,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Moon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Music Machine,
Davy DMX,
Stereo Dub,
Minnie Riperton,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.