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 Angola and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 Bush Tetras to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sonic Youth,
In Retrospect,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Blake Baxter,
T. Rex,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Cheater Slicks,
Althea and Donna,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mummies,
a-ha,
Rufus Thomas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
John Coltrane,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eli Mardock,
The Fugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Outsiders,
Inner City,
The Grass Roots,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
The Zeros,
ABC,
Cameo,
Matthew Halsall,
The Victims,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
Don Cherry,
Charles Mingus,
Nirvana,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Dolphy,
Bad Manners,
Little Man,
Big Daddy Kane,
Essential Logic,
Faust,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
The Misunderstood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Section 25,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.