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 Kazakhstan and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Amon Düül II to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Tears for Fears,
A Certain Ratio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Hood,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris & Cosey,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
Moss Icon,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Little Man,
Hasil Adkins,
OOIOO,
The Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Johnny Clarke,
Al Stewart,
The Wake,
Rufus Thomas,
Anakelly,
Scan 7,
Derrick Morgan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Max Romeo,
Camberwell Now,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Steve Hackett,
Pere Ubu,
The Gun Club,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Au Pairs,
Mad Mike,
Model 500,
The Kinks,
The Litter,
June Days,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
The Offenders,
Dead Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.