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 Cyprus and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 The Trojans to the jazz 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Radio Birdman,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Moon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Halsall,
Roger Hodgson,
Donny Hathaway,
B.T. Express,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funkadelic,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric B and Rakim,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Seeds,
Index,
Jeru the Damaja,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Searchers,
Flipper,
cv313,
Motorama,
Duran Duran,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Gichy Dan,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Rod Modell,
Fad Gadget,
The Mojo Men,
Wolf Eyes,
Joey Negro,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Desert Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Hood,
Yusef Lateef,
Charles Mingus,
Laurel Aitken,
Pulsallama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angry Samoans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Todd Terry,
The Martian,
The Zeros,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.