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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heaven 17,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
Pantytec,
Nils Olav,
Inner City,
K-Klass,
Don Cherry,
The Names,
Shoche,
Soul Sonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Star Department,
Scott Walker,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Ice-T,
The Doors,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pole,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Anthony Braxton,
Magma,
Urselle,
The Skatalites,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
Surgeon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agitation Free,
Excepter,
JFA,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
The Young Rascals,
New Age Steppers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Desert Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Camouflage,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blossom Toes,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cosmic Jokers,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.