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 Germany 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 The Durutti Column to the techno 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
Carl Craig,
Barry Ungar,
Zapp,
Chrome,
the Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soulsonic Force,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stereo Dub,
Bang On A Can,
The Fuzztones,
the Human League,
Pierre Henry,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bush Tetras,
Metal Thangz,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
Mr. Review,
Little Man,
MDC,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Suicide,
Warsaw,
Pylon,
Moss Icon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dave Gahan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siglo XX,
Minor Threat,
The Velvet Underground,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radiohead,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
DJ Sneak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.