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 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the punk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Magma,
The Raincoats,
Skaos,
Sister Nancy,
Absolute Body Control,
Marine Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
The Five Americans,
EPMD,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
Eli Mardock,
the Normal,
Ludus,
Skriet,
The Pretty Things,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Symarip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Liliput,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Marc Almond,
Bluetip,
Technova,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Christie,
Von Mondo,
Bush Tetras,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Scion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Buckinghams,
The Motions,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joensuu 1685,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.