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 Vietnam and from Lagos.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the rock 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cure,
Jawbox,
David Axelrod,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
Ultimate Spinach,
a-ha,
Boredoms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
Roxette,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul II Soul,
The Invisible,
Pierre Henry,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
Television Personalities,
Procol Harum,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Eden Ahbez,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Grauzone,
Sex Pistols,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Byrd,
OOIOO,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bob Dylan,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Sherman,
Easy Going,
Maleditus Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Bush Tetras,
The Gun Club,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Birthday Party,
The Durutti Column,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
Gang Green,
Arcadia,
Cluster,
The Beau Brummels,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.