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 Singapore and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fad Gadget to the techno 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Max Romeo,
The Real Kids,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jawbox,
The Busters,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Bourne,
Darondo,
the Normal,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
The Motions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crime,
Carl Craig,
Black Bananas,
Lindisfarne,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Au Pairs,
Gang of Four,
Japan,
The Velvet Underground,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dead C,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
Bobby Womack,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Nas,
Average White Band,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fugs,
Severed Heads,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stetsasonic,
Nico,
Qualms,
Man Parrish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.