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 Jordan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Althea and Donna to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Niagra,
Porter Ricks,
T. Rex,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
Iggy Pop,
Eve St. Jones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
Albert Ayler,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brass Construction,
Moby Grape,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül II,
Thompson Twins,
This Heat,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed,
The Pop Group,
Bang On A Can,
Lalann,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash,
Motorama,
The Neon Judgement,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Crime,
10cc,
The Saints,
Second Layer,
ABBA,
Derrick May,
Roxy Music,
Dave Gahan,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
Isaac Hayes,
The Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.