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 Uruguay and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the punk 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
Yazoo,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
The Modern Lovers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
L. Decosne,
David McCallum,
Joey Negro,
the Normal,
Matthew Bourne,
Grey Daturas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
Half Japanese,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
Crooked Eye,
Funkadelic,
Vladislav Delay,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
The New Christs,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Crime,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry's Kids,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Nils Olav,
Cecil Taylor,
Marmalade,
The Techniques,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Christie,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Simply Red,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.