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 France and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Swell Maps,
The Trojans,
Mark Hollis,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
June Days,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Toasters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Pus,
Roger Hodgson,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Axelrod,
Derrick Morgan,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Colin Newman,
Suicide,
Sister Nancy,
Mo-Dettes,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mummies,
Wire,
The Associates,
Ohio Players,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bob Dylan,
Jacob Miller,
Henry Cow,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
Jeff Lynne,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
Adolescents,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonic Youth,
the Germs,
The Selecter,
Blake Baxter,
R.M.O.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.