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 Benin and from Glasgow.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Oneida to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Michelle Simonal,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Visage,
H. Thieme,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiohead,
R.M.O.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
China Crisis,
John Foxx,
Technova,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flipper,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Görl,
8 Eyed Spy,
Silicon Teens,
Nation of Ulysses,
MC5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
The Birthday Party,
Soul II Soul,
MDC,
The Dirtbombs,
Cheater Slicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
Camouflage,
48th St. Collective,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slick Rick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
David Bowie,
Suburban Knight,
The Remains,
Arcadia,
The Victims,
Minutemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Offenders,
The Gories,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Magazine,
the Human League,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.