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 Slovakia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Trumans Water to the techno 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Litter,
10cc,
The Dead C,
Amazonics,
The American Breed,
Pere Ubu,
Crooked Eye,
Spandau Ballet,
Desert Stars,
Pylon,
Crash Course in Science,
Quadrant,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Order,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Bourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fluxion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Interpol,
Cheater Slicks,
Brick,
Boredoms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pulsallama,
Pantaleimon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dawn Penn,
Gong,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalann,
Nico,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Parry Music,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Juan Atkins,
The Selecter,
Scientists,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
This Heat,
The J.B.'s,
Scion,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television,
The Cowsills,
Danielle Patucci,
Skaos,
Clear Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.