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 France and from New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Silicon Teens,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harry Pussy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Roy Ayers,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
Section 25,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Scientists,
Interpol,
Pussy Galore,
Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
Los Fastidios,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
The Angels of Light,
Supertramp,
Japan,
Colin Newman,
Scion,
Ice-T,
Basic Channel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Angry Samoans,
Joey Negro,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
The Pretty Things,
The New Christs,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Mills,
Joensuu 1685,
The Kinks,
The Smoke,
Ponytail,
Jerry's Kids,
The Motions,
Stereo Dub,
Bronski Beat,
The Knickerbockers,
Skarface,
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
Severed Heads,
cv313,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shoche,
Roger Hodgson,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.