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 Barbados and from Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord 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 John Foxx to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yazoo,
The Gories,
The Velvet Underground,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
Gichy Dan,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
PIL,
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiohead,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blossom Toes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dennis Brown,
The Busters,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Sneak,
The Fugs,
Rapeman,
David Bowie,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds,
Lungfish,
Subhumans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Leonard Cohen,
Excepter,
Echospace,
the Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Theoretical Girls,
Bluetip,
Bobbi Humphrey,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Suicide,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Magazine,
Erasure,
Roxette,
Eric Copeland,
Max Romeo,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.