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 Estonia and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Mad Mike to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Flash Fearless,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
Massinfluence,
Tim Buckley,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monks,
Bob Dylan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
Slave,
Joy Division,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grey Daturas,
MC5,
the Normal,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Main Source,
Man Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Clear Light,
Graham Central Station,
Make Up,
Peter & Gordon,
Eve St. Jones,
Franke,
Liliput,
Neu!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
UT,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Vladislav Delay,
Lakeside,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Duran Duran,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
B.T. Express,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pole,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.