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 Qatar and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Reuben Wilson,
Dave Gahan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tubeway Army,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Last Poets,
The Golliwogs,
These Immortal Souls,
Pere Ubu,
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
Camberwell Now,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faraquet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed,
Skarface,
Joy Division,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Radio Birdman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
Main Source,
Radiopuhelimet,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fuzztones,
Mandrill,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Black Moon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
Nils Olav,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harry Pussy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
The Leaves,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.