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 Nepal and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Tim Buckley to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
The Gladiators,
Shuggie Otis,
PIL,
Bill Wells,
The Standells,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Real Kids,
Reagan Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grandmaster Flash,
AZ,
The Victims,
Joe Finger,
ABC,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Yellowson,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
The Fire Engines,
Camberwell Now,
Ten City,
Bill Near,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
E-Dancer,
Soul II Soul,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxette,
The J.B.'s,
The Busters,
Glenn Branca,
Technova,
Young Marble Giants,
Sound Behaviour,
the Germs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pierre Henry,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cybotron,
D'Angelo,
Pylon,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
Fluxion,
Royal Trux,
Yaz,
The Moleskins,
Subhumans,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.