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 Panama and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the dance 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Susan Cadogan,
Accadde A,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Excepter,
Kayak,
Mantronix,
Suicide,
Dawn Penn,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Invisible,
KRS-One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donald Byrd,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
The Residents,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brass Construction,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Porter Ricks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barrington Levy,
The Offenders,
Niagra,
Tommy Roe,
Faust,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
Derrick Morgan,
Q65,
Roxy Music,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marmalade,
the Swans,
The Busters,
The Beau Brummels,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
Absolute Body Control,
Von Mondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Swell Maps,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green,
The Leaves,
Sällskapet,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.