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 Togo and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Minutemen,
Zapp,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Index,
The Busters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Audionom,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike,
Adolescents,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
The Martian,
The Mojo Men,
The Invisible,
Liliput,
The Slits,
The Sound,
Harmonia,
The Cramps,
the Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slave,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Bourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
Young Marble Giants,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
This Heat,
Y Pants,
LL Cool J,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quando Quango,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Absolute Body Control,
Darondo,
Desert Stars,
Massinfluence,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Moleskins,
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.