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 Hungary and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 clarinet 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 David McCallum to the electroclash 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantytec,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
E-Dancer,
Newcleus,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
Maurizio,
Stiv Bators,
The Doors,
Malaria!,
Warsaw,
The Barracudas,
The Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Marc Almond,
John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Urselle,
A Flock of Seagulls,
10cc,
Pulsallama,
Pole,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
The Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
Surgeon,
Smog,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
The Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Monolake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
One Last Wish,
Boredoms,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Electric Prunes,
EPMD,
Robert Hood,
Patti Smith,
D'Angelo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dirtbombs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.