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 Namibia and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 Robert Görl to the dance 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABC,
The Blues Magoos,
The Leaves,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry,
La Düsseldorf,
Carl Craig,
Kaleidoscope,
Lightning Bolt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
Thee Headcoats,
Mantronix,
Brass Construction,
John Cale,
The Fall,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry's Kids,
Lindisfarne,
This Heat,
cv313,
David McCallum,
The Saints,
Henry Cow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Theoretical Girls,
E-Dancer,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rites of Spring,
Animal Collective,
Groovy Waters,
Nirvana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
X-102,
Sun Ra,
Masters at Work,
Subhumans,
Connie Case,
Reagan Youth,
Whodini,
Althea and Donna,
Suburban Knight,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Toasters,
Make Up,
Crooked Eye,
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aural Exciters,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.