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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord 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 The Blackbyrds to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Moss Icon,
The Dirtbombs,
Audionom,
KRS-One,
Barbara Tucker,
Heaven 17,
Altered Images,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Mars,
Mandrill,
Khruangbin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Buzzcocks,
Harry Pussy,
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ten City,
Nick Fraelich,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Pagans,
Dead Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Groovy Waters,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Johnny Clarke,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
The Young Rascals,
The Mojo Men,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ituana,
Anakelly,
Loose Ends,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour,
Nas,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
Goldenarms,
Erasure,
Pierre Henry,
Pantytec,
Alphaville,
Cal Tjader,
Rotary Connection,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Qualms,
D'Angelo,
CMW,
Grey Daturas,
The Wake,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.