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 Burkina and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boogie Down Productions to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Roxy Music,
H. Thieme,
X-101,
Arcadia,
Motorama,
Pantytec,
The Star Department,
Lightning Bolt,
Nils Olav,
The Human League,
Trumans Water,
U.S. Maple,
Country Teasers,
Albert Ayler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
Skriet,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
KRS-One,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
The Sonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Bob Dylan,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
Anakelly,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
The Saints,
Brothers Johnson,
Hot Snakes,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dead C,
X-Ray Spex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Suburban Knight,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.