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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Zero Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
Sparks,
Marshall Jefferson,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Trumans Water,
Half Japanese,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spoonie Gee,
Faust,
Jawbox,
The Red Krayola,
Parry Music,
Organ,
Joey Negro,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Japan,
June Days,
Minor Threat,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Gang Green,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pagans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Delta 5,
Heaven 17,
Depeche Mode,
Alphaville,
L. Decosne,
Goldenarms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
Popol Vuh,
The Knickerbockers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
Marvin Gaye,
Pharoah Sanders,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.