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 Luxembourg and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '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 Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Organ,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Moon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
The Fortunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Flipper,
Porter Ricks,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ossler,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Young Rascals,
Jacques Brel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Görl,
Rapeman,
Joe Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Kenny Larkin,
Fluxion,
Jeff Lynne,
the Normal,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
Parry Music,
Au Pairs,
Jawbox,
Ultra Naté,
The Durutti Column,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Electric Prunes,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
the Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
The Move,
The Walker Brothers,
Mars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Royal Trux,
Duran Duran,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
Shoche,
The Remains,
Eric Dolphy,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.