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 Italy and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 Shadows of Knight to the grunge 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Public Image Ltd.,
FM Einheit,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Q65,
Suicide,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Rapeman,
Lightning Bolt,
Animal Collective,
Section 25,
Gichy Dan,
The Grass Roots,
The Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
the Swans,
Second Layer,
Mr. Review,
Boogie Down Productions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Leaves,
Black Flag,
Howard Jones,
Flash Fearless,
Neu!,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ronan,
Surgeon,
Ken Boothe,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
The Cure,
Qualms,
Unwound,
Sun Ra,
Khruangbin,
Mission of Burma,
Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Reuben Wilson,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.