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 Mali and from Shanghai.
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 Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar 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 Deakin to the electroclash 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Black Dice,
Roger Hodgson,
The Grass Roots,
Bronski Beat,
Siglo XX,
Mr. Review,
New Order,
Warren Ellis,
Max Romeo,
Skarface,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
Ossler,
Accadde A,
Black Flag,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Lynne,
MC5,
Altered Images,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
Main Source,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
These Immortal Souls,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
Blancmange,
The Dead C,
Negative Approach,
The Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hardrive,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Hood,
Shoche,
The Beau Brummels,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fortunes,
The Standells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glenn Branca,
Fugazi,
FM Einheit,
Fela Kuti,
Khruangbin,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
Fatback Band,
Echospace,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.