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 Korea South 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Aswad to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camouflage,
Tommy Roe,
the Normal,
Boredoms,
The Toasters,
Adolescents,
Moebius,
Ludus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echospace,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
The Red Krayola,
The Standells,
Oneida,
Metal Thangz,
Girls At Our Best!,
a-ha,
Sun City Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
John Lydon,
James White and The Blacks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Josef K,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Aloha Tigers,
Henry Cow,
Albert Ayler,
Terry Callier,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Peter & Gordon,
Drexciya,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
the Bar-Kays,
Angry Samoans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
Donald Byrd,
The Trojans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
David McCallum,
Unrelated Segments,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Cluster,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-102,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.