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 El Salvador and from Madrid.
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 Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the disco 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Teasers,
The Smiths,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Average White Band,
The Wake,
Skarface,
Symarip,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rod Modell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monochrome Set,
Outsiders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Stetsasonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The United States of America,
MC5,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Sneak,
Mr. Review,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Visage,
John Coltrane,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
Matthew Bourne,
Davy DMX,
Mark Hollis,
The Fugs,
Underground Resistance,
The Offenders,
Morten Harket,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
the Slits,
Newcleus,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Suicide,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.