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 Malta and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boredoms to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Misunderstood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kayak,
Scratch Acid,
Spandau Ballet,
The Residents,
FM Einheit,
Symarip,
Echospace,
Oblivians,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Grass Roots,
Sam Rivers,
Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Prince Buster,
Yusef Lateef,
The Martian,
The Pretty Things,
Eden Ahbez,
Byron Stingily,
Cecil Taylor,
Pole,
In Retrospect,
Freddie Wadling,
Letta Mbulu,
Marvin Gaye,
The Music Machine,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
Gong,
Marmalade,
Reuben Wilson,
The Blues Magoos,
Howard Jones,
The Remains,
Surgeon,
Pylon,
The Walker Brothers,
Shoche,
DJ Style,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
Blake Baxter,
Donald Byrd,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Audionom,
Marshall Jefferson,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.