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 Congo and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne 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?
Average White Band,
Magma,
Al Stewart,
Cameo,
Moby Grape,
Ronan,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül II,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Searchers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marvin Gaye,
The Red Krayola,
Organ,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Enemy,
Man Parrish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
The Standells,
Symarip,
Wolf Eyes,
Grandmaster Flash,
La Düsseldorf,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monochrome Set,
Eurythmics,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
B.T. Express,
The J.B.'s,
Pantaleimon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joe Smooth,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Angry Samoans,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Litter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.