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 Haiti and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Yusef Lateef,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
The Pretty Things,
Yellowson,
Smog,
The Sound,
Zapp,
Rekid,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Associates,
The Alarm Clocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Freddie Wadling,
Popol Vuh,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Television Personalities,
Ronan,
The Smiths,
The Seeds,
Henry Cow,
The Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Görl,
Arab on Radar,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
48th St. Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Saccharine Trust,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Donald Byrd,
KRS-One,
Tom Boy,
Erasure,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monochrome Set,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pussy Galore,
Royal Trux,
Vladislav Delay,
U.S. Maple,
David Bowie,
Alton Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Tomorrow,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Peter & Gordon,
Alphaville,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.