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 North and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nirvana to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Sound Behaviour,
Mars,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
cv313,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Dead Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxette,
Bill Wells,
U.S. Maple,
Janne Schatter,
Nas,
Jandek,
Saccharine Trust,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Patti Smith,
The Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
Neu!,
The Young Rascals,
Inner City,
Malaria!,
Cal Tjader,
Nico,
The Names,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
Archie Shepp,
Scrapy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Section 25,
Arab on Radar,
Delon & Dalcan,
Das Ding,
Silicon Teens,
John Foxx,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.