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 Afghanistan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Martian,
Public Image Ltd.,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
Underground Resistance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wally Richardson,
Albert Ayler,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Donald Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Marc Almond,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Robert Görl,
Byron Stingily,
The Gun Club,
The Toasters,
U.S. Maple,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul,
The Young Rascals,
Stereo Dub,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Parry Music,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Leaves,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
The Names,
The Kinks,
Hashim,
Half Japanese,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Anakelly,
Mandrill,
X-Ray Spex,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Sherman,
EPMD,
The Saints,
These Immortal Souls,
Aswad,
MC5,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.