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 Chile and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joe Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantytec,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slits,
Drive Like Jehu,
Susan Cadogan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Carl Craig,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Steve Hackett,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Bar-Kays,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New York Dolls,
Cybotron,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Panda Bear,
L. Decosne,
Alphaville,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Crispy Ambulance,
Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ice-T,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Basic Channel,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
Mo-Dettes,
the Sonics,
Grauzone,
John Foxx,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.