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 Jordan and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Erykah Badu,
Cybotron,
Shoche,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül II,
Ossler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Sarah Menescal,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Public Enemy,
Roxy Music,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flipper,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fire Engines,
Steve Hackett,
Von Mondo,
Can,
Tres Demented,
Essential Logic,
The Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Remains,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pulsallama,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fear,
Altered Images,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mojo Men,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Circle Jerks,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispian St. Peters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
The Searchers,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.