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 Singapore and from Edmonton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mandrill to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Don Cherry,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Cal Tjader,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
Moss Icon,
Babytalk,
FM Einheit,
Procol Harum,
Marine Girls,
the Slits,
The Five Americans,
John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Christie,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alison Limerick,
Average White Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
Maurizio,
Gang Starr,
H. Thieme,
The Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Offenders,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Seeds,
Scientists,
Eli Mardock,
Oblivians,
Mr. Review,
Loose Ends,
Scrapy,
Skarface,
Animal Collective,
The Music Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Wake,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pylon,
Aural Exciters,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.