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 Brunei and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
The Mummies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
Scratch Acid,
Pagans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alphaville,
Black Flag,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kevin Saunderson,
La Düsseldorf,
Sparks,
The Durutti Column,
Amon Düül II,
The Cure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
KRS-One,
Pierre Henry,
The United States of America,
The Angels of Light,
Pharoah Sanders,
Subhumans,
Silicon Teens,
Isaac Hayes,
Tomorrow,
Monks,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sister Nancy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
John Lydon,
Chrome,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rotary Connection,
Minutemen,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
The Real Kids,
Underground Resistance,
Trumans Water,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
Q65,
Bauhaus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.