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 Bahrain and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gun Club to the rap 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ossler,
Byron Stingily,
Newcleus,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nico,
Bush Tetras,
Sparks,
Boz Scaggs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
Surgeon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aswad,
The Moody Blues,
Sugar Minott,
Stiv Bators,
David McCallum,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
FM Einheit,
Con Funk Shun,
Whodini,
Crime,
Metal Thangz,
Tommy Roe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Steve Hackett,
Hot Snakes,
Panda Bear,
Moss Icon,
Symarip,
Warsaw,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
JFA,
The Selecter,
Eden Ahbez,
Carl Craig,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Neu!,
Franke,
Television,
Funky Four + One,
Popol Vuh,
The Tremeloes,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.