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 Romania and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
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 808 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 Trumans Water to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sparks,
Mandrill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
Tom Boy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monochrome Set,
Motorama,
The Toasters,
Reagan Youth,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bad Manners,
Eric Copeland,
Iggy Pop,
Ronan,
Hashim,
Morten Harket,
Tim Buckley,
Minutemen,
Joey Negro,
Bush Tetras,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Quadrant,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Suicide,
The Barracudas,
Bobby Sherman,
R.M.O.,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Das Ding,
Sound Behaviour,
Bob Dylan,
Rapeman,
Groovy Waters,
Max Romeo,
Arcadia,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
Pierre Henry,
Lungfish,
Brick,
Magazine,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.