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 Malta and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Pantaleimon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Max Romeo,
Faraquet,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Deepchord,
Idris Muhammad,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Slits,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Music Machine,
Joe Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Moss Icon,
Los Fastidios,
Rotary Connection,
In Retrospect,
Rod Modell,
The Smiths,
Howard Jones,
Bang On A Can,
Siglo XX,
Sandy B,
Duran Duran,
PIL,
World's Most,
Magma,
The Raincoats,
Yellowson,
Fear,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Clarke,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxette,
The Cramps,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Curtis Mayfield,
F. McDonald,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
The Buckinghams,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
Dave Gahan,
Infiniti,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.