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 Burkina and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
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 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 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 Ultra Naté to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Radiohead,
Blancmange,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
kango's stein massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
Radio Birdman,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
Scientists,
Visage,
D'Angelo,
Liliput,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Negative Approach,
Joe Finger,
Inner City,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Kinks,
Dawn Penn,
Mandrill,
Janne Schatter,
Swans,
Matthew Halsall,
Babytalk,
Yaz,
Jeff Lynne,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Parry Music,
Henry Cow,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vladislav Delay,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
June Days,
Lucky Dragons,
Mr. Review,
Y Pants,
Pulsallama,
Minor Threat,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Warsaw,
John Lydon,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
China Crisis,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.