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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erykah Badu,
John Holt,
Con Funk Shun,
The Associates,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Audionom,
Quando Quango,
Juan Atkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mars,
Ossler,
Connie Case,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Model 500,
KRS-One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Average White Band,
Fluxion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
The Last Poets,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
R.M.O.,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Ultra Naté,
Nas,
Joensuu 1685,
Crash Course in Science,
Hoover,
48th St. Collective,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Curtis Mayfield,
Youth Brigade,
Tears for Fears,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Order,
Cecil Taylor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Theoretical Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.