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 Netherlands and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül,
The New Christs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Halsall,
Nik Kershaw,
Barbara Tucker,
Tears for Fears,
Ralphi Rosario,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kas Product,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Ice-T,
Absolute Body Control,
The American Breed,
Fugazi,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Alice Coltrane,
Qualms,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Zapp,
Quadrant,
The Gories,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Metal Thangz,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
Tommy Roe,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Lydon,
Mantronix,
Sun City Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
The Index,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.