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 Japan and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
Marcia Griffiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Germs,
Bill Wells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neu!,
Glenn Branca,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barbara Tucker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Essential Logic,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Christie,
Bluetip,
Suburban Knight,
MC5,
Graham Central Station,
Iggy Pop,
The Human League,
Urselle,
The Selecter,
Carl Craig,
Fad Gadget,
A Certain Ratio,
Joensuu 1685,
the Fania All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
The American Breed,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
Whodini,
The Smiths,
Swans,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
The Kinks,
Bobby Womack,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Flag,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.