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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 The Selecter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heaven 17,
Hot Snakes,
Mantronix,
Rekid,
Von Mondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mary Jane Girls,
Patti Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Spandau Ballet,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hasil Adkins,
Monks,
Todd Terry,
Qualms,
The Smiths,
Marvin Gaye,
Fat Boys,
OOIOO,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alison Limerick,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Velvet Underground,
John Lydon,
Skaos,
Technova,
Joe Smooth,
The Sonics,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ponytail,
Japan,
Peter & Gordon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Warsaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Surgeon,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Television,
Amazonics,
B.T. Express,
Robert Hood,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deepchord,
Nik Kershaw,
Todd Rundgren,
Curtis Mayfield,
Saccharine Trust,
Scientists,
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
Ohio Players,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.