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 Costa Rica and from Hong Kong.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Josef K to the grime 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Smog,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
The Golliwogs,
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
MC5,
Joe Finger,
Cal Tjader,
the Germs,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
Wolf Eyes,
UT,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Vladislav Delay,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anakelly,
the Normal,
Pylon,
Barbara Tucker,
Nirvana,
Average White Band,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
The Gun Club,
Wally Richardson,
The Wake,
Bobby Womack,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harmonia,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Susan Cadogan,
Connie Case,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gories,
David Axelrod,
the Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Starr,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.