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 Iran and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 Brick to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Derrick Morgan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marine Girls,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
Gichy Dan,
Oblivians,
The Blackbyrds,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
the Bar-Kays,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smoke,
Negative Approach,
D'Angelo,
Minnie Riperton,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Leonard Cohen,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
Vladislav Delay,
Bad Manners,
Joe Finger,
The Wake,
Wasted Youth,
Joy Division,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
John Coltrane,
the Soft Cell,
Television Personalities,
Ituana,
Sixth Finger,
Loose Ends,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stiv Bators,
John Holt,
Dark Day,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.