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 Maldives and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the dance 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
China Crisis,
Sonic Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Deepchord,
Popol Vuh,
The Toasters,
Skarface,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris & Cosey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Carl Craig,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tears for Fears,
Cybotron,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
The Seeds,
Shoche,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Residents,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mark Hollis,
Fad Gadget,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Model 500,
Pole,
Minor Threat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Litter,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Bowie,
Lalann,
Ludus,
Deakin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camberwell Now,
The Real Kids,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bootsy Collins,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Near,
Funkadelic,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.