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 Vanuatu and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonny Sharrock to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
Darondo,
Ponytail,
Brick,
Con Funk Shun,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül II,
Little Man,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
Loose Ends,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Q and Not U,
Guru Guru,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
PIL,
These Immortal Souls,
Archie Shepp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pretty Things,
Fela Kuti,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Steve Hackett,
Harry Pussy,
New York Dolls,
Ultra Naté,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mr. Review,
Delon & Dalcan,
Erasure,
Warsaw,
Khruangbin,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cramps,
Ludus,
Pierre Henry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scratch Acid,
Yazoo,
Zero Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Angels of Light,
Lungfish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pulsallama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.