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 Israel and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 Absolute Body Control to the punk 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
June Days,
Matthew Halsall,
World's Most,
Joe Finger,
Rosa Yemen,
Skaos,
Pantaleimon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hardrive,
The Fugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Machine,
New York Dolls,
Alton Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Scratch Acid,
Pagans,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Davy DMX,
Mantronix,
Altered Images,
Amazonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Depeche Mode,
Tom Boy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
Icehouse,
Rekid,
Can,
John Lydon,
Arthur Verocai,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
Panda Bear,
Skriet,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Glenn Branca,
Inner City,
The Angels of Light,
Erasure,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.