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 Hungary and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Godley & Creme to the techno 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
Fatback Band,
The Barracudas,
Slave,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gap Band,
Scan 7,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
The Smiths,
PIL,
L. Decosne,
The Vogues,
The Evens,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pere Ubu,
Piero Umiliani,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grauzone,
Lalann,
DNA,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
The Red Krayola,
Matthew Bourne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Morten Harket,
Quadrant,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Pole,
Malaria!,
The Electric Prunes,
Joey Negro,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
Tommy Roe,
Aaron Thompson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Prince Buster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radio Birdman,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.