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 Latvia and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 The Flesh Eaters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
The Angels of Light,
The United States of America,
Porter Ricks,
Scion,
Eric Copeland,
Matthew Bourne,
Visage,
Minor Threat,
Sight & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
New Order,
Jerry's Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Mo-Dettes,
Vladislav Delay,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Görl,
John Lydon,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Second Layer,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Enemy,
The Victims,
World's Most,
Lower 48,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Cameo,
Kas Product,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
Silicon Teens,
Quadrant,
June Days,
Hasil Adkins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Misunderstood,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ten City,
Ronan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Ituana,
Sugar Minott,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.