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 Cameroon and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Urselle to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Maleditus Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fall,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Malaria!,
Moby Grape,
China Crisis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
June of 44,
Bauhaus,
Metal Thangz,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Brick,
the Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Con Funk Shun,
Symarip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
Nas,
Deakin,
Outsiders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Circle Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Brass Construction,
The Red Krayola,
Thompson Twins,
Mantronix,
Warsaw,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
Visage,
Matthew Bourne,
Skarface,
Darondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Slave,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
Procol Harum,
Toni Rubio,
Nico,
Black Flag,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Rekid,
Eddi Front,
The Modern Lovers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.