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 Kosovo and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Talk Talk to the rap 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oblivians,
The Modern Lovers,
Reuben Wilson,
Faust,
Dead Boys,
Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Nirvana,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marmalade,
Mo-Dettes,
Excepter,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fugs,
Connie Case,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Hood,
R.M.O.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Clear Light,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Womack,
Aaron Thompson,
Brick,
Minnie Riperton,
The Human League,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fall,
The Smiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nik Kershaw,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang of Four,
the Normal,
The Toasters,
Gong,
Parry Music,
Index,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
K-Klass,
Joy Division,
Tim Buckley,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fuzztones,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
The Buckinghams,
Marvin Gaye,
Mandrill,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.