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 Laos and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Ornette Coleman to the rock 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Absolute Body Control,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Section 25,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brick,
Slick Rick,
Sonic Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monolake,
Tears for Fears,
Vladislav Delay,
Zapp,
Symarip,
Theoretical Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ludus,
Nas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
UT,
Alton Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Mark Hollis,
Moss Icon,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronan,
Jacques Brel,
Babytalk,
Michelle Simonal,
The Leaves,
Fugazi,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
D'Angelo,
Scientists,
The Cure,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Popol Vuh,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Agent Orange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Infiniti,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rapeman,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Minor Threat,
Quadrant,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.