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 Armenia and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 June Days to the dance 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
the Human League,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Terry,
Trumans Water,
Metal Thangz,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Holt,
Desert Stars,
The Human League,
K-Klass,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jawbox,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
Donny Hathaway,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
Joyce Sims,
Skaos,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index,
The Birthday Party,
Rosa Yemen,
The Saints,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Victims,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wally Richardson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris Corsano,
Suicide,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Second Layer,
Mandrill,
John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
Marmalade,
The Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
The Pop Group,
10cc,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pussy Galore,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Monochrome Set,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.