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 Peru and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Wake to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bauhaus,
Ronnie Foster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
This Heat,
Sixth Finger,
Mad Mike,
Derrick May,
Rhythm & Sound,
Audionom,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terry Callier,
Kerri Chandler,
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Christie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Model 500,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arab on Radar,
Josef K,
Reuben Wilson,
The Slits,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Section 25,
Vladislav Delay,
U.S. Maple,
Flash Fearless,
Barrington Levy,
Popol Vuh,
Cecil Taylor,
The Move,
Excepter,
Crooked Eye,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
Prince Buster,
Tubeway Army,
Royal Trux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Grass Roots,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
Moebius,
Mars,
The Golliwogs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.