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 Austria and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 The Fire Engines to the funk 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
These Immortal Souls,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Silicon Teens,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sound Behaviour,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
Siglo XX,
Juan Atkins,
New Age Steppers,
Motorama,
Sam Rivers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Simply Red,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monolake,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
Arcadia,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
Tears for Fears,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scratch Acid,
Eli Mardock,
Desert Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
The Techniques,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mary Jane Girls,
FM Einheit,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
Babytalk,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Jandek,
Television,
Minnie Riperton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Real Kids,
Dark Day,
Niagra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blossom Toes,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Talk Talk,
Aloha Tigers,
Outsiders,
The Misunderstood,
Los Fastidios,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.