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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flamin' Groovies to the punk 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shoche,
K-Klass,
Soul Sonic Force,
The American Breed,
Pole,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound,
Anakelly,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Nas,
The Trojans,
Popol Vuh,
The Walker Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
La Düsseldorf,
Deepchord,
Junior Murvin,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
Hasil Adkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
Crime,
Rotary Connection,
Blake Baxter,
The Cramps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angry Samoans,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
The New Christs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Residents,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Davy DMX,
The Monks,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oblivians,
Porter Ricks,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.