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 Georgia and from Accra.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dave Gahan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Outsiders,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fall,
Man Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers,
Aloha Tigers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mantronix,
the Slits,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Cal Tjader,
Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
The Five Americans,
John Coltrane,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
Jerry's Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
Blake Baxter,
The Slits,
Pylon,
Grauzone,
Joe Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Altered Images,
Ultravox,
Slick Rick,
The Detroit Cobras,
Schoolly D,
Kerri Chandler,
Carl Craig,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
The Busters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Desert Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Lucky Dragons,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.