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 Oman and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Groovy Waters to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q and Not U,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
Massinfluence,
Rosa Yemen,
PIL,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bush Tetras,
Unwound,
Robert Wyatt,
The Red Krayola,
X-102,
Organ,
Dark Day,
Deadbeat,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
Suicide,
Au Pairs,
Henry Cow,
Pere Ubu,
Crash Course in Science,
Eden Ahbez,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Flash Fearless,
Symarip,
The United States of America,
The Neon Judgement,
EPMD,
Marine Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Talk Talk,
Slick Rick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mojo Men,
Thee Headcoats,
Interpol,
Sight & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Easy Going,
Albert Ayler,
The Monochrome Set,
Bang On A Can,
Adolescents,
The Music Machine,
Gang of Four,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Isaac Hayes,
John Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.