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 Antigua and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pulsallama to the disco 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Harmonia,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Essential Logic,
Joe Finger,
Janne Schatter,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Zeros,
Joyce Sims,
Kerri Chandler,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
KRS-One,
The Toasters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Boredoms,
The Tremeloes,
John Foxx,
Can,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nick Fraelich,
Henry Cow,
Jerry's Kids,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Y Pants,
Roxette,
Swans,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amazonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
Shoche,
Andrew Hill,
China Crisis,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Womack,
Faraquet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ornette Coleman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Christie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Magma,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.