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 Solomon Islands and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fall to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Altered Images,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
The Stooges,
Thompson Twins,
Al Stewart,
Shoche,
Funkadelic,
Franke,
Brass Construction,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Durutti Column,
Anthony Braxton,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crash Course in Science,
The Moody Blues,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Josef K,
Jawbox,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed,
Cheater Slicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Green,
Blake Baxter,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef,
The Invisible,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
Danielle Patucci,
Fat Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Rosa Yemen,
The Black Dice,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
Ten City,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
Nirvana,
Animal Collective,
The Saints,
Sam Rivers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.