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 Djibouti and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kerrie Biddell to the funk 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Bourne,
Albert Ayler,
Drexciya,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scratch Acid,
Basic Channel,
Amazonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Severed Heads,
the Bar-Kays,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
Anthony Braxton,
Kas Product,
Niagra,
Quantec,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
Eddi Front,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Count Five,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
The Red Krayola,
Ponytail,
Crispy Ambulance,
K-Klass,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
A Certain Ratio,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker,
L. Decosne,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
B.T. Express,
Urselle,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.