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 Tajikistan and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Organ to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aaron Thompson,
Roxette,
Yazoo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
OOIOO,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Moon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dennis Brown,
Fatback Band,
The Slits,
Nirvana,
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Funkadelic,
The Neon Judgement,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Royal Trux,
The Saints,
Stetsasonic,
Technova,
Japan,
the Swans,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Metal Thangz,
Donald Byrd,
Crispy Ambulance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker,
Interpol,
Sam Rivers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mission of Burma,
The United States of America,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Black Pus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tomorrow,
Scientists,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Unwound,
Ornette Coleman,
Kayak,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.