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 Montenegro and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Man Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
In Retrospect,
Bad Manners,
Pussy Galore,
Eric Copeland,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Velvet Underground,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
Oblivians,
Marmalade,
Q65,
Dark Day,
The Durutti Column,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantytec,
Erasure,
Country Teasers,
Yellowson,
the Human League,
Deepchord,
Quantec,
Nils Olav,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
Groovy Waters,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Porter Ricks,
Bill Wells,
Ohio Players,
Sparks,
Soul II Soul,
The Neon Judgement,
Suicide,
Graham Central Station,
Youth Brigade,
The Searchers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
The Tremeloes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker,
Wolf Eyes,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.