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 Chile and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Normal to the punk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Porter Ricks,
E-Dancer,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Saccharine Trust,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultra Naté,
Minutemen,
The Music Machine,
Popol Vuh,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grauzone,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vladislav Delay,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crooked Eye,
JFA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Black Dice,
Alphaville,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drexciya,
Spoonie Gee,
Amazonics,
The Monks,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Pus,
UT,
Byron Stingily,
Suburban Knight,
Cymande,
the Fania All-Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boz Scaggs,
Oneida,
Absolute Body Control,
The Evens,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rufus Thomas,
The Real Kids,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Kinks,
Rekid,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.