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 Fiji and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scrapy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Minor Threat,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
the Association,
The Leaves,
The Raincoats,
Steve Hackett,
Loose Ends,
Judy Mowatt,
The Offenders,
OOIOO,
the Normal,
World's Most,
Mark Hollis,
Pylon,
The Dirtbombs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gap Band,
Bill Wells,
Cybotron,
Q65,
Johnny Osbourne,
This Heat,
The Smoke,
Brass Construction,
Aswad,
Lalann,
The Smiths,
Bobby Sherman,
EPMD,
Bluetip,
Alison Limerick,
the Sonics,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Fad Gadget,
Blancmange,
The Happenings,
B.T. Express,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Godley & Creme,
Davy DMX,
These Immortal Souls,
Subhumans,
Q and Not U,
Youth Brigade,
The Moody Blues,
Magma,
The Sonics,
Lungfish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Halsall,
Organ,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül,
Graham Central Station,
The Knickerbockers,
Quantec,
Talk Talk,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.