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 Malaysia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 Archie Shepp to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
KRS-One,
John Foxx,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sarah Menescal,
John Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
Bluetip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Severed Heads,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Brass Construction,
Surgeon,
The Litter,
Bauhaus,
Dead Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cramps,
The Flesh Eaters,
Morten Harket,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun Ra,
Oblivians,
The Seeds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gong,
ABC,
Arcadia,
Don Cherry,
Albert Ayler,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Hood,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
AZ,
The Saints,
DNA,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
The J.B.'s,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Funkadelic,
JFA,
Gang Starr,
The Techniques,
Derrick May,
The Star Department,
Subhumans,
Hot Snakes,
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.