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 Benin and from Lyon.
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 Edmonton and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Gang of Four to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Joensuu 1685,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Inner City,
Faust,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Patti Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Goldenarms,
Au Pairs,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
Pulsallama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare,
Scratch Acid,
Dark Day,
Robert Hood,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
Alton Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Magazine,
Lower 48,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
The Fall,
Kayak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Five Americans,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
Von Mondo,
Simply Red,
LL Cool J,
Sparks,
H. Thieme,
The Real Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.