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 Kazakhstan and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
Erasure,
Black Sheep,
David Axelrod,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare,
Los Fastidios,
Fluxion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jimmy McGriff,
Adolescents,
Don Cherry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Section 25,
The Fall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stiv Bators,
Simply Red,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Black Dice,
Dennis Brown,
The Five Americans,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Human League,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
This Heat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siglo XX,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alphaville,
Reagan Youth,
Mars,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris & Cosey,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Misunderstood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Offenders,
Second Layer,
The Fire Engines,
Howard Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
Marc Almond,
Clear Light,
Q65,
Loose Ends,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
Scion,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.