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 Cyprus and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Moebius to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scratch Acid,
The Residents,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deepchord,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Teasers,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Lyres,
the Germs,
OOIOO,
Todd Terry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Colin Newman,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
Y Pants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swell Maps,
Josef K,
EPMD,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eden Ahbez,
Metal Thangz,
Funkadelic,
Quando Quango,
Banda Bassotti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Rundgren,
Q and Not U,
Chris Corsano,
Pulsallama,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Ponytail,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.