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 Mauritania and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Kenny Larkin,
Circle Jerks,
Aswad,
The Fugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erasure,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
Nirvana,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Womack,
The Gap Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Evens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Royal Trux,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barry Ungar,
Hardrive,
Chrome,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jawbox,
Los Fastidios,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The J.B.'s,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Flag,
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
Henry Cow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
10cc,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Wyatt,
Desert Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Bourne,
U.S. Maple,
Michelle Simonal,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.