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 Papua New Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 The Tremeloes to the grime 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Chris Corsano,
The Monochrome Set,
Yazoo,
Scratch Acid,
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doors,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alphaville,
World's Most,
Minny Pops,
John Foxx,
Soul Sonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Ludus,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
Pussy Galore,
Mandrill,
Ten City,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
Spoonie Gee,
Technova,
Eurythmics,
Wire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boogie Down Productions,
Junior Murvin,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
Q65,
Magma,
Symarip,
Bootsy Collins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Newcleus,
Barrington Levy,
Cameo,
Dawn Penn,
Tim Buckley,
the Swans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
Aural Exciters,
Brick,
Quadrant,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stetsasonic,
Pere Ubu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.