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 Brazil and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Maurizio to the funk 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Erasure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gun Club,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bang On A Can,
David McCallum,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
Sun City Girls,
Lyres,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Swans,
Funky Four + One,
The Skatalites,
Sexual Harrassment,
The United States of America,
Siglo XX,
Con Funk Shun,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liliput,
DNA,
David Axelrod,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deakin,
Motorama,
Simply Red,
Terrestrial Tones,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
Average White Band,
Parry Music,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Byrd,
Ossler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Man Parrish,
Scan 7,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.