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 Belgium and from Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro 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 Rotary Connection to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
CMW,
Pagans,
Surgeon,
Hoover,
The Golliwogs,
Roxette,
DJ Sneak,
Ponytail,
Cameo,
Joe Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Cecil Taylor,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Letta Mbulu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gichy Dan,
Symarip,
Deakin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cramps,
Grey Daturas,
H. Thieme,
Crash Course in Science,
Technova,
Erasure,
Swell Maps,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed,
Cymande,
China Crisis,
Eric Copeland,
Vainqueur,
The Red Krayola,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lalann,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
In Retrospect,
Audionom,
The Black Dice,
Liliput,
The Leaves,
Smog,
Max Romeo,
The Tremeloes,
Marine Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moby Grape,
X-102,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scan 7,
Subhumans,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.