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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Tropical Tobacco to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
Thee Headcoats,
X-102,
Joensuu 1685,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
MDC,
John Lydon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Jeru the Damaja,
Danielle Patucci,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moebius,
UT,
Electric Prunes,
Metal Thangz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faraquet,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Green,
Technova,
The Blackbyrds,
June Days,
Bobby Hutcherson,
One Last Wish,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Residents,
Wolf Eyes,
These Immortal Souls,
Symarip,
Tres Demented,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Nico,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Lungfish,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Görl,
Absolute Body Control,
Scan 7,
Fad Gadget,
Mission of Burma,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Star Department,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.