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 Belarus and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monks to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joey Negro,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Count Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pere Ubu,
Lower 48,
MC5,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Suicide,
Howard Jones,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ossler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Model 500,
Negative Approach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Sherman,
Drexciya,
Sound Behaviour,
Tubeway Army,
kango's stein massive,
Blossom Toes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Wyatt,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Funky Four + One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Section 25,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gories,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Newcleus,
The Doors,
Laurel Aitken,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Jeff Lynne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roxette,
Monolake,
Kerri Chandler,
Los Fastidios,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.