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 Ghana and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco 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?
Dennis Brown,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
The Smiths,
The New Christs,
The Index,
Television,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ice-T,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Offenders,
Malaria!,
Bang On A Can,
Marmalade,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fall,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Lower 48,
Minnie Riperton,
Letta Mbulu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
Chris Corsano,
Junior Murvin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Infiniti,
Eli Mardock,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
Tears for Fears,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
The Names,
Neu!,
Graham Central Station,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxy Music,
Oneida,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Saints,
Warsaw,
Sexual Harrassment,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.