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 Ecuador and from Beijing.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
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 güiro 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 Bobby Sherman to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
The Grass Roots,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Cale,
Arcadia,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fortunes,
Lindisfarne,
Babytalk,
Organ,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Machine,
R.M.O.,
Echospace,
The Associates,
Al Stewart,
Magma,
Procol Harum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Byrd,
Soul Sonic Force,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Golliwogs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smoke,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Toni Rubio,
Mr. Review,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aloha Tigers,
Fad Gadget,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Kas Product,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delta 5,
Outsiders,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sisters of Mercy,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
Panda Bear,
Gang Green,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Guru Guru,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.