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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Bronski Beat to the dance 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Graham Central Station,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Divine Comedy,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Hill,
Dawn Penn,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
cv313,
OOIOO,
Los Fastidios,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalann,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vainqueur,
Aloha Tigers,
John Cale,
Cameo,
Nico,
Q65,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Last Poets,
The Slits,
Ronan,
F. McDonald,
Deepchord,
Intrusion,
Susan Cadogan,
Tommy Roe,
The Zeros,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Negative Approach,
Mr. Review,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Remains,
Pharoah Sanders,
D'Angelo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Sheep,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Connie Case,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.