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 Turkmenistan and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer 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 Bizarre Inc. to the rock 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronan,
Pagans,
Intrusion,
The Mojo Men,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cramps,
Newcleus,
Gichy Dan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visage,
Barbara Tucker,
Camouflage,
Model 500,
Blancmange,
Dark Day,
Depeche Mode,
Colin Newman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantaleimon,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Interpol,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Banda Bassotti,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gap Band,
The Smiths,
The Smoke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Axelrod,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
John Coltrane,
X-101,
The Dirtbombs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Little Man,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.