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 Latvia and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 La Düsseldorf to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Buckinghams,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Maurizio,
Harry Pussy,
Big Daddy Kane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Outsiders,
Liliput,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maleditus Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Average White Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Juan Atkins,
Nirvana,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Underground Resistance,
Nik Kershaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visage,
a-ha,
The Durutti Column,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roxette,
Delta 5,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Buzzcocks,
Skriet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Silicon Teens,
EPMD,
Suicide,
Dead Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Wyatt,
JFA,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.