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 Grenada and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Bluetip to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Roxette,
Terry Callier,
The Last Poets,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
James White and The Blacks,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
Scrapy,
Dennis Brown,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Index,
The Real Kids,
Harry Pussy,
Cymande,
the Human League,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
Lalann,
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Trojans,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Michelle Simonal,
Slave,
Supertramp,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pole,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ituana,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Make Up,
Gang of Four,
Tom Boy,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul II Soul,
Ronan,
Visage,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.