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 New Zealand and from Milan.
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 Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Half Japanese,
Black Sheep,
The Detroit Cobras,
Judy Mowatt,
The Techniques,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dead C,
Alison Limerick,
Yellowson,
Al Stewart,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Derrick May,
The American Breed,
Joyce Sims,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minnie Riperton,
Pharoah Sanders,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
Terry Callier,
Porter Ricks,
Iggy Pop,
The Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thompson Twins,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Freddie Wadling,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
Pagans,
Deadbeat,
Connie Case,
The Martian,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Wake,
Gabor Szabo,
DJ Sneak,
The Cure,
David Axelrod,
Rekid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jandek,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.