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 Belgium and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 The Beau Brummels to the grunge 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Nico,
Public Enemy,
Eric Copeland,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kaleidoscope,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Aural Exciters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
Barrington Levy,
Talk Talk,
OOIOO,
The Motions,
Alice Coltrane,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Green,
Juan Atkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Inner City,
Darondo,
New Order,
Goldenarms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
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Brick,
Outsiders,
The Smiths,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sixth Finger,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Christie,
Scientists,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlback,
D'Angelo,
the Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Graham Central Station,
The Moleskins,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang of Four,
The Durutti Column,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grauzone,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pharoah Sanders,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.