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 Thailand and from Accra.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Japan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Altered Images,
Roger Hodgson,
K-Klass,
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Patti Smith,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
David Bowie,
Index,
Agitation Free,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Interpol,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pere Ubu,
The Cure,
Jawbox,
The American Breed,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Mills,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cecil Taylor,
LL Cool J,
Suicide,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gong,
Black Pus,
Sparks,
Television,
Slave,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Darondo,
a-ha,
Cheater Slicks,
Joyce Sims,
Supertramp,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic,
The Gun Club,
DNA,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sarah Menescal,
Nirvana,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
The Standells,
Radiohead,
T.S.O.L.,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.