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 Romania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bronski Beat to the grunge 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
OOIOO,
X-101,
Minor Threat,
Supertramp,
Essential Logic,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
Main Source,
Spandau Ballet,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Angels of Light,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
Man Parrish,
Average White Band,
Cal Tjader,
Joensuu 1685,
Suicide,
Swell Maps,
Unrelated Segments,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dave Gahan,
Lebanon Hanover,
PIL,
Charles Mingus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gastr Del Sol,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
The Beau Brummels,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wasted Youth,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Pylon,
In Retrospect,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
Max Romeo,
Fear,
Hoover,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
Deakin,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Associates,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül II,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.