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 Australia and from Delhi.
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 Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 David Axelrod to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
JFA,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
Howard Jones,
The Fuzztones,
Pantaleimon,
The Move,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Wyatt,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young,
K-Klass,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lower 48,
Bauhaus,
Bob Dylan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Make Up,
Radiopuhelimet,
Urselle,
Whodini,
Pole,
Minnie Riperton,
Ronnie Foster,
Sällskapet,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Bourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Trumans Water,
The Dead C,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Stockholm Monsters,
These Immortal Souls,
Dark Day,
Goldenarms,
Sparks,
The Cure,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brand Nubian,
The Litter,
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warren Ellis,
Cluster,
Hoover,
The Count Five,
Bush Tetras,
Alphaville,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.