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 Norway and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
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 rhodes 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the rap 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
Delta 5,
Robert Hood,
Mantronix,
The Fugs,
Trumans Water,
Clear Light,
The Gories,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Main Source,
Tom Boy,
The Smiths,
Metal Thangz,
The Durutti Column,
The Moleskins,
Henry Cow,
Little Man,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
Easy Going,
The Victims,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Albert Ayler,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
H. Thieme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Banda Bassotti,
Alison Limerick,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
Khruangbin,
Goldenarms,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Pus,
Q65,
Groovy Waters,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.