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 Mexico and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ronan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
In Retrospect,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Görl,
John Foxx,
Blancmange,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Rekid,
the Association,
Television,
Electric Prunes,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moleskins,
AZ,
Buzzcocks,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
Swans,
The Litter,
Intrusion,
The Black Dice,
Audionom,
The Sound,
the Sonics,
Wire,
Tears for Fears,
The Gladiators,
The Stooges,
Interpol,
Ituana,
Silicon Teens,
Fat Boys,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
10cc,
Freddie Wadling,
Dual Sessions,
Funkadelic,
Jandek,
Scott Walker,
Sun City Girls,
B.T. Express,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Nirvana,
F. McDonald,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lightning Bolt,
Girls At Our Best!,
CMW,
Drexciya,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.