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 France and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Susan Cadogan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
E-Dancer,
Matthew Halsall,
Mandrill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Finger,
Q65,
The Searchers,
The Fugs,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
The Smiths,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
The Last Poets,
Toni Rubio,
The Gun Club,
Althea and Donna,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
The Five Americans,
Tropical Tobacco,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
Derrick May,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
Graham Central Station,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
The Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantytec,
MDC,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Dark Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Franke,
Black Moon,
Swans,
Scion,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Eve St. Jones,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.