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 Korea North and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amazonics to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glenn Branca,
Flamin' Groovies,
Laurel Aitken,
ABC,
Cheater Slicks,
Rites of Spring,
Minny Pops,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Derrick Morgan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fat Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
Monks,
Flipper,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Alphaville,
Royal Trux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
Henry Cow,
Gabor Szabo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun City Girls,
Radiohead,
Pere Ubu,
Loose Ends,
Deadbeat,
Sex Pistols,
Panda Bear,
Unrelated Segments,
Michelle Simonal,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Pretty Things,
The Toasters,
Terry Callier,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Stooges,
The Buckinghams,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
Nik Kershaw,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.