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 Laos and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Franke to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Flesh Eaters,
Iggy Pop,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gichy Dan,
Popol Vuh,
Drexciya,
This Heat,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Banda Bassotti,
Niagra,
Can,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gun Club,
John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Slits,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camouflage,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Bananas,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
Connie Case,
Thompson Twins,
Cal Tjader,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
The Monochrome Set,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Charles Mingus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smoke,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.