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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Misunderstood to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Albert Ayler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
The Leaves,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Cymande,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Victims,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Starr,
MC5,
The Buckinghams,
Underground Resistance,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Mills,
Magma,
Ultravox,
Reagan Youth,
Organ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scion,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hasil Adkins,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Happenings,
The Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool Moe Dee,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Aswad,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.