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 Dominican Republic and from Bremen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lower 48 to the rock 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Groovy Waters,
K-Klass,
T.S.O.L.,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Slits,
Desert Stars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monochrome Set,
X-101,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronan,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Fear,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Lightning Bolt,
Rites of Spring,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Green,
Carl Craig,
Fela Kuti,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Television,
Main Source,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Technova,
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.