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 Mauritius and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Hasil Adkins,
Fluxion,
Nik Kershaw,
Jacques Brel,
Judy Mowatt,
The Golliwogs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Womack,
Basic Channel,
Reuben Wilson,
The Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hot Snakes,
Kas Product,
The Last Poets,
The Happenings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deakin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
The Index,
Mantronix,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ten City,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ohio Players,
Black Pus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unwound,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
Glenn Branca,
Visage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cure,
Patti Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Lynne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Ken Boothe,
10cc,
Tim Buckley,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Sällskapet,
Grey Daturas,
Ludus,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.