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 Kosovo and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Lalann,
Howard Jones,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
Au Pairs,
Sonic Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vladislav Delay,
Byron Stingily,
Dawn Penn,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Groovy Waters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Darondo,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
MDC,
Swell Maps,
The Sonics,
Ituana,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-102,
Mars,
Grey Daturas,
Adolescents,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
Lyres,
Chris Corsano,
the Association,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skarface,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fat Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
Slick Rick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bad Manners,
Agent Orange,
Joy Division,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
Sun Ra,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nirvana,
Supertramp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.