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 Cuba 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Godley & Creme to the dance 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 The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantytec,
Gang Starr,
Eurythmics,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
The Smoke,
La Düsseldorf,
Tom Boy,
The Blues Magoos,
The Victims,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Goldenarms,
These Immortal Souls,
Make Up,
Colin Newman,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
Little Man,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
Quantec,
Skriet,
Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wire,
The Tremeloes,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fugs,
Aswad,
The Pop Group,
Country Teasers,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
Gastr Del Sol,
UT,
James Chance & The Contortions,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Marc Almond,
Negative Approach,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Carl Craig,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gladiators,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.