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 Turkmenistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Negative Approach to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultravox,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Simply Red,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Inner City,
Bobby Sherman,
MDC,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Silicon Teens,
X-102,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Near,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television,
the Germs,
Mark Hollis,
Essential Logic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mo-Dettes,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Litter,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brothers Johnson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agent Orange,
The Standells,
Visage,
Kenny Larkin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monolake,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
The Slackers,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
The Birthday Party,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.