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 Cambodia and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker to the grime 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
PIL,
Sun Ra,
Sixth Finger,
Symarip,
Radiopuhelimet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
This Heat,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
Rosa Yemen,
Skarface,
Eric Dolphy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
New Age Steppers,
a-ha,
Crooked Eye,
Peter and Kerry,
Marmalade,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scientists,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eurythmics,
Lalo Schifrin,
UT,
Oblivians,
Chris Corsano,
Infiniti,
Derrick Morgan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
Fatback Band,
Mandrill,
Lungfish,
10cc,
CMW,
Alison Limerick,
Porter Ricks,
Tres Demented,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Young Marble Giants,
Cecil Taylor,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
JFA,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.