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 Belgium and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Talk Talk to the rock 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Janne Schatter,
Hardrive,
New Age Steppers,
Sarah Menescal,
Tres Demented,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marvin Gaye,
Newcleus,
Jeff Mills,
Minny Pops,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
David Axelrod,
Dave Gahan,
The Walker Brothers,
Pole,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brass Construction,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
The Slackers,
Trumans Water,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Guru Guru,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
Depeche Mode,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
One Last Wish,
The Black Dice,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oblivians,
Goldenarms,
Con Funk Shun,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
These Immortal Souls,
Infiniti,
Sun City Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Dual Sessions,
Von Mondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Smooth,
JFA,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.