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 St Lucia and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Jandek,
Bush Tetras,
Main Source,
John Foxx,
The Mummies,
Urselle,
Skarface,
Accadde A,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
the Association,
These Immortal Souls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Swans,
The Barracudas,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Con Funk Shun,
Brick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joensuu 1685,
Pole,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
John Coltrane,
Bizarre Inc.,
This Heat,
Josef K,
CMW,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dark Day,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blake Baxter,
Cecil Taylor,
Ponytail,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Durutti Column,
The Blackbyrds,
Darondo,
a-ha,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Bill Near,
Crime,
The Invisible,
The Residents,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Wyatt,
the Soft Cell,
Deakin,
The Toasters,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.