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 Montenegro and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MC5 to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Faraquet,
Los Fastidios,
The Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Cybotron,
Severed Heads,
PIL,
Main Source,
Lakeside,
Frankie Knuckles,
JFA,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
Reagan Youth,
X-101,
Procol Harum,
Grandmaster Flash,
Television Personalities,
Boz Scaggs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fugs,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tears for Fears,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Mills,
Ten City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DNA,
Yaz,
Chris & Cosey,
Faust,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mark Hollis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Derrick Morgan,
Marine Girls,
Model 500,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
Stiv Bators,
Brick,
Intrusion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fortunes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.