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 Kazakhstan and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Remains to the jazz 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Fortunes,
JFA,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Görl,
The Evens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
8 Eyed Spy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mummies,
Adolescents,
Pulsallama,
Bang On A Can,
Brick,
This Heat,
Todd Rundgren,
OOIOO,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Real Kids,
EPMD,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
Agitation Free,
The Neon Judgement,
Donald Byrd,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
The Moleskins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
Crime,
The Kinks,
Gang Green,
Loose Ends,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
The Gap Band,
In Retrospect,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boz Scaggs,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
Popol Vuh,
Malaria!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.