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 Panama and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 New York Dolls 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Porter Ricks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moby Grape,
KRS-One,
Clear Light,
Swell Maps,
Ossler,
Eddi Front,
Average White Band,
Slave,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pussy Galore,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pole,
The Associates,
Joyce Sims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Anakelly,
Hasil Adkins,
The Doors,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scrapy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Henry Cow,
Jerry's Kids,
48th St. Collective,
ABBA,
Bobby Byrd,
This Heat,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cheater Slicks,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
R.M.O.,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
The Victims,
The Red Krayola,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Metal Thangz,
Skriet,
Skaos,
The Alarm Clocks,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.