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 Israel and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Lightning Bolt to the grime 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
ABBA,
The Raincoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Glenn Branca,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Beau Brummels,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tommy Roe,
Carl Craig,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Motions,
Tomorrow,
Gang Green,
Bush Tetras,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Sneak,
Unrelated Segments,
Ten City,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey,
Ice-T,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camberwell Now,
The Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Clear Light,
Sandy B,
Kaleidoscope,
Swans,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis,
Wolf Eyes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nico,
Aaron Thompson,
Cluster,
Gang Starr,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Danielle Patucci,
Tubeway Army,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.