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 Argentina and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Bush Tetras to the jazz 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
F. McDonald,
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
Camouflage,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Pierre Henry,
Das Ding,
B.T. Express,
the Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Almond,
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
U.S. Maple,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Holt,
Ornette Coleman,
Symarip,
kango's stein massive,
Rod Modell,
Scan 7,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Groovy Waters,
Model 500,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Organ,
John Foxx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Flipper,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
These Immortal Souls,
Loose Ends,
The Divine Comedy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
T. Rex,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
the Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
a-ha,
Colin Newman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Guru Guru,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.