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 Philippines and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Boogie Down Productions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
Duran Duran,
Johnny Clarke,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
the Human League,
Outsiders,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
The Slackers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
The Durutti Column,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
Byron Stingily,
Marc Almond,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills,
Deadbeat,
Black Moon,
Boogie Down Productions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance,
Iggy Pop,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sam Rivers,
R.M.O.,
Warren Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Bourne,
Procol Harum,
Charles Mingus,
The Knickerbockers,
the Association,
New Order,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
T. Rex,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48,
Ice-T,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
EPMD,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.