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 Syria and from Taipei.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aural Exciters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Names,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra,
Echospace,
Q65,
Prince Buster,
The Mighty Diamonds,
JFA,
Yaz,
Marmalade,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
The Martian,
X-101,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
The Stooges,
Zero Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion,
Erasure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Davy DMX,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
Jimmy McGriff,
Popol Vuh,
June Days,
Kurtis Blow,
Tres Demented,
The Busters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Flag,
Simply Red,
Scan 7,
Terrestrial Tones,
Au Pairs,
Sam Rivers,
The Mummies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Silicon Teens,
Q and Not U,
Jandek,
Theoretical Girls,
Yazoo,
Ice-T,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.