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 Guatemala and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the funk 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
In Retrospect,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
Jerry Gold Smith,
PIL,
Delta 5,
Index,
June Days,
Marvin Gaye,
Fatback Band,
Max Romeo,
The Zeros,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Knickerbockers,
Ludus,
Pere Ubu,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Buckinghams,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cramps,
Donny Hathaway,
Sister Nancy,
The Count Five,
The Gladiators,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
The Blackbyrds,
Wasted Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tim Buckley,
DJ Style,
Los Fastidios,
Warsaw,
Freddie Wadling,
Loose Ends,
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
Sandy B,
Glenn Branca,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sugar Minott,
Mad Mike,
Blancmange,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Raincoats,
Symarip,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.