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 South Africa and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agitation Free to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Blake Baxter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Ronan,
The Mojo Men,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
Nico,
Anthony Braxton,
Heaven 17,
The Grass Roots,
Moss Icon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Motions,
Archie Shepp,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lower 48,
Pantytec,
AZ,
Godley & Creme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eurythmics,
Massinfluence,
Brick,
Alphaville,
KRS-One,
Zero Boys,
Franke,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fluxion,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Bourne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Monks,
The Star Department,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angry Samoans,
X-Ray Spex,
the Fania All-Stars,
ABC,
Swans,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Hood,
Reuben Wilson,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.