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 Vanuatu and from Cairo.
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 Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Section 25 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Josef K,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
AZ,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Juan Atkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Cymande,
Laurel Aitken,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warren Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
The Victims,
Scrapy,
Ultravox,
Mark Hollis,
Vladislav Delay,
Neu!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
OOIOO,
The Moody Blues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Swans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Japan,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Bad Manners,
Wally Richardson,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Saccharine Trust,
Yusef Lateef,
Crooked Eye,
Davy DMX,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jeff Mills,
Radiopuhelimet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Leaves,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Dolphy,
Tom Boy,
Technova,
Fear,
The Standells,
Arthur Verocai,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boz Scaggs,
K-Klass,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Fela Kuti,
Nas,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.