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 Bangladesh and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Andrew Hill to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Technova,
Swans,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Negative Approach,
The Blackbyrds,
The American Breed,
David Axelrod,
The Durutti Column,
Byron Stingily,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultra Naté,
Babytalk,
Tommy Roe,
Man Parrish,
Aloha Tigers,
Outsiders,
The Fortunes,
Eli Mardock,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Pierre Henry,
The Star Department,
Laurel Aitken,
Lee Hazlewood,
One Last Wish,
Faraquet,
Average White Band,
Interpol,
F. McDonald,
Sarah Menescal,
Quando Quango,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
X-101,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
Lakeside,
the Germs,
Porter Ricks,
Letta Mbulu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radiohead,
In Retrospect,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Green,
Marvin Gaye,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pere Ubu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeru the Damaja,
Spoonie Gee,
10cc,
Yusef Lateef,
The Blues Magoos,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.