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 Switzerland and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yellowson,
Nik Kershaw,
Anthony Braxton,
Amon Düül,
Patti Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quando Quango,
The Gap Band,
Eddi Front,
Shuggie Otis,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
The Mummies,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Don Cherry,
The Young Rascals,
The Mojo Men,
The Red Krayola,
Throbbing Gristle,
Barry Ungar,
Desert Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marmalade,
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Terry Callier,
Negative Approach,
Kaleidoscope,
the Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultravox,
Danielle Patucci,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Alice Coltrane,
The Moleskins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Green,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siglo XX,
In Retrospect,
Radio Birdman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Magma,
The Pretty Things,
Procol Harum,
Sarah Menescal,
Zapp,
Subhumans,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.