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 Vanuatu and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Khruangbin to the grunge 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skaos,
Camberwell Now,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
Crooked Eye,
Basic Channel,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
Nas,
Jeff Mills,
Parry Music,
Scratch Acid,
Massinfluence,
Peter & Gordon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Accadde A,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Copeland,
Black Moon,
Jacob Miller,
Popol Vuh,
Shuggie Otis,
Mad Mike,
David McCallum,
Whodini,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Magma,
Brothers Johnson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
Sugar Minott,
Juan Atkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stetsasonic,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visage,
Scrapy,
Quantec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gories,
D'Angelo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Half Japanese,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Lou Christie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pere Ubu,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.