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 Colombia and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
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 theremin 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 Terry Callier to the rock 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Machine,
Pere Ubu,
Skarface,
Ponytail,
The Moleskins,
Average White Band,
The Human League,
Basic Channel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zero Boys,
Silicon Teens,
The Sound,
Wire,
David McCallum,
Massinfluence,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
Aural Exciters,
Animal Collective,
The Gladiators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
The Divine Comedy,
Bush Tetras,
The Mummies,
Marc Almond,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
Harmonia,
Eden Ahbez,
Erasure,
Babytalk,
Darondo,
Suicide,
Anakelly,
Sällskapet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
D'Angelo,
Scrapy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Khruangbin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.