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 Brunei and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Easy Going to the electroclash 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Icehouse,
Soul II Soul,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
A Certain Ratio,
Franke,
the Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
The Offenders,
X-102,
Ice-T,
Chris & Cosey,
Youth Brigade,
Yusef Lateef,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
Ludus,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
Iggy Pop,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Urselle,
Symarip,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zero Boys,
KRS-One,
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Görl,
Pantaleimon,
Sam Rivers,
The Monks,
Matthew Halsall,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roger Hodgson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alphaville,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cheater Slicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cluster,
The Leaves,
Spandau Ballet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.