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 Indonesia 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Make Up to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
The Fortunes,
Country Teasers,
Unrelated Segments,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Selecter,
Sun City Girls,
Ohio Players,
Wire,
Jacob Miller,
Dark Day,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Cal Tjader,
Man Parrish,
Chrome,
Nas,
Deepchord,
Electric Prunes,
Quantec,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Raincoats,
Little Man,
James White and The Blacks,
Lyres,
Jandek,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Wells,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Drexciya,
Connie Case,
ABBA,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Smiths,
Archie Shepp,
Shuggie Otis,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang of Four,
Pantytec,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Massinfluence,
Scratch Acid,
Ronnie Foster,
Davy DMX,
Tommy Roe,
Index,
Surgeon,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.