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 Tajikistan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
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 organ 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 kango's stein massive to the electroclash 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wire,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gories,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aloha Tigers,
James White and The Blacks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rotary Connection,
David Axelrod,
David McCallum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echospace,
Supertramp,
The Vogues,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang of Four,
Ponytail,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Pulsallama,
Radiohead,
The Shadows of Knight,
Surgeon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronnie Foster,
Ohio Players,
The Fortunes,
Cybotron,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
Erykah Badu,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultra Naté,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arab on Radar,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
The Cramps,
X-102,
Derrick Morgan,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.