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 Maldives and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lightning Bolt,
Roger Hodgson,
Cameo,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
The Durutti Column,
Q and Not U,
U.S. Maple,
Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Hill,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
One Last Wish,
The Gun Club,
Accadde A,
Smog,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
the Germs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
DJ Style,
Tomorrow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
KRS-One,
Man Eating Sloth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
Eden Ahbez,
Ituana,
Terry Callier,
The Selecter,
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Easy Going,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Minny Pops,
Maurizio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
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.