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 North and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slave,
The Busters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skarface,
Depeche Mode,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mission of Burma,
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Cameo,
Accadde A,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yusef Lateef,
The Martian,
Supertramp,
Metal Thangz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
R.M.O.,
Livin' Joy,
Alice Coltrane,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Index,
Blancmange,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Cale,
The Slits,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Kenny Larkin,
Tim Buckley,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brass Construction,
The Residents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terry Callier,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.