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 Senegal and from Seoul.
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 Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fela Kuti to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Tears for Fears,
8 Eyed Spy,
Symarip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Idris Muhammad,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fluxion,
Schoolly D,
Susan Cadogan,
Rekid,
Tres Demented,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joy Division,
Dorothy Ashby,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arcadia,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Freddie Wadling,
X-102,
Toni Rubio,
The American Breed,
The Raincoats,
The United States of America,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Letta Mbulu,
Terry Callier,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Max Romeo,
Sister Nancy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Desert Stars,
The Fugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
Talk Talk,
Amon Düül,
The Move,
Banda Bassotti,
Royal Trux,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.