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 Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
Dennis Brown,
Cameo,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roxette,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
Wally Richardson,
Jandek,
Visage,
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Flag,
David McCallum,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Alison Limerick,
Subhumans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Susan Cadogan,
Heaven 17,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Japan,
These Immortal Souls,
the Swans,
Technova,
Model 500,
Absolute Body Control,
Shoche,
John Lydon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Axelrod,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kas Product,
Joyce Sims,
Erasure,
The Slackers,
Man Parrish,
Eddi Front,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
The Selecter,
Minor Threat,
JFA,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.