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 Ethiopia and from New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rap 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Liliput,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Smog,
Pantytec,
Shuggie Otis,
Underground Resistance,
The Trojans,
Grauzone,
Stockholm Monsters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Nico,
The New Christs,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Erasure,
Bad Manners,
Outsiders,
ABBA,
Qualms,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Simply Red,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
Parry Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lungfish,
Popol Vuh,
Unwound,
Tom Boy,
Gang Green,
Skaos,
Boz Scaggs,
Dead Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young,
Make Up,
Alice Coltrane,
Josef K,
Terrestrial Tones,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DJ Sneak,
Rekid,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.