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 Korea South and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Association to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Clarke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delta 5,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-102,
Neu!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David McCallum,
Rakim,
10cc,
Babytalk,
Funkadelic,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deepchord,
In Retrospect,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
Piero Umiliani,
The Velvet Underground,
The Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
James White and The Blacks,
The Associates,
Brass Construction,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Scientists,
ABBA,
The Gories,
Television,
Ohio Players,
Flash Fearless,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dirtbombs,
The Barracudas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MC5,
Rekid,
Grauzone,
Dual Sessions,
Desert Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Cheater Slicks,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.