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 Dominican Republic and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 China Crisis to the rock 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Mad Mike,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
Vladislav Delay,
Nirvana,
Jandek,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agent Orange,
Ronan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Move,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Hill,
Vainqueur,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Rosa Yemen,
Prince Buster,
Mission of Burma,
Crash Course in Science,
Stetsasonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
John Lydon,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
Warsaw,
Cluster,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Model 500,
Absolute Body Control,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Glenn Branca,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tres Demented,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Wake,
Stereo Dub,
Jacques Brel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mantronix,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.