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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rapeman to the jazz 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas 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?
Soul Sonic Force,
Spandau Ballet,
Public Enemy,
Piero Umiliani,
Mad Mike,
Parry Music,
Warren Ellis,
Smog,
Rosa Yemen,
Silicon Teens,
Roxette,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moleskins,
The Angels of Light,
Max Romeo,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
Maleditus Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Finger,
The Saints,
Malaria!,
The Young Rascals,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Toni Rubio,
Duran Duran,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool Moe Dee,
Y Pants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Popol Vuh,
Ohio Players,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scrapy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Janne Schatter,
Technova,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sound,
Deadbeat,
Skarface,
One Last Wish,
Dual Sessions,
The Index,
X-102,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Black Flag,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.