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 Austria and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pierre Henry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Goldenarms,
Neu!,
Yazoo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
The Remains,
Eli Mardock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eric Dolphy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Swans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kurtis Blow,
The Kinks,
The Cramps,
Whodini,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faraquet,
Kayak,
Yaz,
Unwound,
Negative Approach,
Rites of Spring,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
X-101,
Liliput,
Hot Snakes,
Kenny Larkin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Monolake,
Ohio Players,
Brand Nubian,
Nirvana,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.