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 Somalia and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
ABC,
Bauhaus,
The Wake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faust,
Deepchord,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marshall Jefferson,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
The J.B.'s,
The Blues Magoos,
The Leaves,
The Modern Lovers,
Essential Logic,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Offenders,
Glenn Branca,
The Star Department,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
Model 500,
Lalann,
Bad Manners,
Henry Cow,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
Symarip,
Smog,
Althea and Donna,
Cluster,
Davy DMX,
MC5,
Marcia Griffiths,
June Days,
The Cure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yellowson,
FM Einheit,
Jeru the Damaja,
Trumans Water,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Television Personalities,
Scrapy,
B.T. Express,
The Raincoats,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.