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 Australia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ 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 K-Klass to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Techniques,
Quantec,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
One Last Wish,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thompson Twins,
Lightning Bolt,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Machine,
Average White Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Teasers,
F. McDonald,
Pulsallama,
Flash Fearless,
Eve St. Jones,
The Martian,
Brick,
The Evens,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Bobby Womack,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fatback Band,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Fugazi,
Tim Buckley,
Dorothy Ashby,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
Graham Central Station,
Davy DMX,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Roxy Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Ossler,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.