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 Barbados and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Grass Roots to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL,
Newcleus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiohead,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Minutemen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Halsall,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
Traffic Nightmare,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drive Like Jehu,
Easy Going,
Dennis Brown,
The Busters,
Tim Buckley,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
June Days,
Visage,
Pylon,
David McCallum,
Albert Ayler,
Freddie Wadling,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moleskins,
Warren Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vainqueur,
The Cramps,
Rosa Yemen,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Toasters,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Trumans Water,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.