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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
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 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 Youth Brigade 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Misunderstood,
Hasil Adkins,
The Last Poets,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tom Boy,
The Beau Brummels,
New Order,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joy Division,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Wyatt,
Fat Boys,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
Don Cherry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Smog,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slackers,
Subhumans,
Freddie Wadling,
Graham Central Station,
Ken Boothe,
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Raincoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kurtis Blow,
The Offenders,
Organ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Searchers,
Vladislav Delay,
Goldenarms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Urselle,
Pere Ubu,
Minutemen,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.