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 Burundi and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skarface to the jazz 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
Gang of Four,
Talk Talk,
Underground Resistance,
The Trojans,
The Birthday Party,
Fear,
Ohio Players,
AZ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Durutti Column,
Man Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Alison Limerick,
Can,
Audionom,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
KRS-One,
Massinfluence,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
Soul Sonic Force,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
Boz Scaggs,
X-101,
The Monks,
UT,
Junior Murvin,
Fatback Band,
Quantec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wasted Youth,
Guru Guru,
Ken Boothe,
Easy Going,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Panda Bear,
Harry Pussy,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.