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 Slovenia and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Accadde A to the grunge 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Happenings,
The Golliwogs,
The Fire Engines,
Fatback Band,
Ronan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crash Course in Science,
Joy Division,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alphaville,
The Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Sixth Finger,
Severed Heads,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fat Boys,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soft Machine,
Q65,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mark Hollis,
Theoretical Girls,
Slick Rick,
Henry Cow,
Soft Cell,
World's Most,
Animal Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Hasil Adkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Byrd,
Subhumans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
The Saints,
Bauhaus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Janne Schatter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terrestrial Tones,
Althea and Donna,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.