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 Mauritania and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Subhumans,
The Move,
Nico,
Loose Ends,
The Cramps,
Don Cherry,
Kayak,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gun Club,
Alton Ellis,
Swans,
Mandrill,
Clear Light,
Swell Maps,
Arcadia,
the Human League,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monks,
Rod Modell,
These Immortal Souls,
Neu!,
DJ Style,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eli Mardock,
Fluxion,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
David Bowie,
The Trojans,
The Star Department,
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Archie Shepp,
Trumans Water,
Agitation Free,
K-Klass,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Henry Cow,
Infiniti,
LL Cool J,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Model 500,
Sparks,
H. Thieme,
Moss Icon,
Soft Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-Ray Spex,
Howard Jones,
10cc,
Alphaville,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.