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 Ivory Coast and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Flash Fearless to the dance 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Japan,
ABBA,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
Marmalade,
Smog,
The Zeros,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ten City,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
The Sonics,
Jawbox,
John Holt,
Dennis Brown,
Ossler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Human League,
Swans,
Mo-Dettes,
Funky Four + One,
Alphaville,
Hardrive,
B.T. Express,
Fluxion,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang On A Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neu!,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skriet,
Warsaw,
John Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
the Germs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacob Miller,
Tubeway Army,
Blancmange,
The Remains,
The Fortunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maurizio,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.