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 China and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jawbox to the grunge 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blackbyrds,
Hot Snakes,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
The Dirtbombs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June Days,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nils Olav,
John Lydon,
Bootsy Collins,
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fuzztones,
Pussy Galore,
Tom Boy,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sarah Menescal,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slackers,
Swell Maps,
Funky Four + One,
Subhumans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barrington Levy,
Hoover,
Man Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monochrome Set,
Y Pants,
Crime,
Franke,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
The Zeros,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Move,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Blossom Toes,
Scratch Acid,
Con Funk Shun,
Goldenarms,
David Axelrod,
Marmalade,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.