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 Portland.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James White and The Blacks to the punk 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Infiniti,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
Deakin,
Pylon,
The Evens,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Junior Murvin,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Supertramp,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Teasers,
Public Enemy,
The Pop Group,
David McCallum,
Wire,
The Misunderstood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Big Daddy Kane,
June Days,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Vogues,
Arcadia,
Essential Logic,
FM Einheit,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Offenders,
The Beau Brummels,
E-Dancer,
The Tremeloes,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
The Fall,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Half Japanese,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shoche,
Gong,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
Brand Nubian,
Bush Tetras,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rites of Spring,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.