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 Luxembourg and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Grandmaster Flash to the punk 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Rhythm & Sound,
June Days,
Massinfluence,
The American Breed,
The Zeros,
The Gladiators,
Organ,
Amon Düül,
Japan,
Boredoms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiohead,
David Bowie,
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joey Negro,
Hashim,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Don Cherry,
Gabor Szabo,
AZ,
Man Eating Sloth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
John Holt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smiths,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harmonia,
Sandy B,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
Godley & Creme,
MDC,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Vogues,
Marine Girls,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Rakim,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.