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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
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 Holger Czukay 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pretty Things,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
Derrick May,
Q and Not U,
Camouflage,
Chrome,
Stereo Dub,
Severed Heads,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Moebius,
Bill Near,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
Maurizio,
the Swans,
Make Up,
Fatback Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Eurythmics,
Bang On A Can,
Warren Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Aloha Tigers,
The Angels of Light,
Morten Harket,
Black Bananas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thee Headcoats,
Amazonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Pulsallama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-102,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Durutti Column,
Tim Buckley,
Barbara Tucker,
Rites of Spring,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Victims,
Joe Finger,
The J.B.'s,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joyce Sims,
Alton Ellis,
L. Decosne,
The Star Department,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Procol Harum,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.