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 Belgium and from Delhi.
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 Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Zapp to the rap 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Hardrive,
Buzzcocks,
The Wake,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Youth Brigade,
Mo-Dettes,
Surgeon,
Depeche Mode,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
Rites of Spring,
Slick Rick,
Interpol,
The J.B.'s,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
F. McDonald,
Rufus Thomas,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Symarip,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
U.S. Maple,
The Move,
Donald Byrd,
MDC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aaron Thompson,
Sugar Minott,
Lower 48,
The Names,
The Five Americans,
The Doors,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
The Gun Club,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yazoo,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.