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 Poland and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Godley & Creme to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
David Axelrod,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacob Miller,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
The Misunderstood,
Brick,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Residents,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Radiohead,
Bluetip,
The Gap Band,
Clear Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deakin,
Yaz,
Swell Maps,
Circle Jerks,
Yusef Lateef,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bauhaus,
the Germs,
Joe Smooth,
Ponytail,
Fluxion,
Alphaville,
Whodini,
Agent Orange,
Kaleidoscope,
Motorama,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Copeland,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Newcleus,
Suburban Knight,
Ronan,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q65,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.