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 Kuwait and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Ronan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
Crime,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glambeats Corp.,
Supertramp,
Jerry's Kids,
Chrome,
The Associates,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grauzone,
Easy Going,
Neu!,
The Monochrome Set,
Hashim,
Slave,
Unwound,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Faust,
Moss Icon,
the Slits,
Roy Ayers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Quadrant,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Goldenarms,
Suicide,
John Foxx,
cv313,
Loose Ends,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
U.S. Maple,
10cc,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rod Modell,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Little Man,
Altered Images,
Intrusion,
The Angels of Light,
Scion,
X-101,
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
Agitation Free,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.