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 China and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rap 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Warsaw,
The Invisible,
Sex Pistols,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
Tom Boy,
Wolf Eyes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
Gang Green,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
B.T. Express,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stiv Bators,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Neu!,
Oblivians,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
Ronan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
Fad Gadget,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Siglo XX,
the Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-101,
Qualms,
DJ Sneak,
Wire,
Arcadia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Section 25,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Archie Shepp,
The Trojans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.