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 Finland and from Edmonton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rapeman to the techno 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Music Machine,
Infiniti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Green,
Saccharine Trust,
Laurel Aitken,
Fatback Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Andrew Hill,
The Pop Group,
Mary Jane Girls,
Howard Jones,
The Gories,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
Young Marble Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
the Slits,
Camouflage,
Sight & Sound,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
Cymande,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Franke,
Loose Ends,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Darondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Wake,
Monks,
KRS-One,
Unwound,
E-Dancer,
Maurizio,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
Harry Pussy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
One Last Wish,
kango's stein massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blancmange,
Sällskapet,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.