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 Germany and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 The Young Rascals to the grime 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Young Marble Giants,
Scrapy,
Das Ding,
Eddi Front,
The Fortunes,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
The Seeds,
Marmalade,
Prince Buster,
Lou Christie,
10cc,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Steve Hackett,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Knickerbockers,
The Wake,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultravox,
Little Man,
Jacques Brel,
Cluster,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vainqueur,
Essential Logic,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cure,
Wings,
Susan Cadogan,
The Martian,
Carl Craig,
Massinfluence,
Cameo,
Sandy B,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul II Soul,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
The Zeros,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Qualms,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Sneak,
Zapp,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Holt,
The Real Kids,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.