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 Yemen and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 a-ha to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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 Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Hashim,
The Five Americans,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gun Club,
Unwound,
Los Fastidios,
Nick Fraelich,
Banda Bassotti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
Symarip,
The Fuzztones,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Tim Buckley,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Judy Mowatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Hasil Adkins,
Unrelated Segments,
The Happenings,
The Litter,
Bill Wells,
Minny Pops,
Bush Tetras,
Andrew Hill,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Saints,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Trojans,
Au Pairs,
Quando Quango,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wolf Eyes,
Aural Exciters,
Barry Ungar,
ABC,
Morten Harket,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
The Doors,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.