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 Azerbaijan and from London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the electroclash 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Pagans,
Connie Case,
Maleditus Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Royal Trux,
The Leaves,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
The Velvet Underground,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brothers Johnson,
The Residents,
Cameo,
Visage,
Hardrive,
Piero Umiliani,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Morten Harket,
The Cowsills,
Rites of Spring,
Crime,
Lucky Dragons,
Cluster,
Bill Wells,
Boz Scaggs,
The Move,
10cc,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
The Fugs,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vainqueur,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Osbourne,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
Spoonie Gee,
The Happenings,
Von Mondo,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang of Four,
Mad Mike,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.