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 Bhutan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Mills,
Judy Mowatt,
The Music Machine,
The Gladiators,
Echospace,
The Stooges,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
The Motions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
48th St. Collective,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
Todd Terry,
Magazine,
the Bar-Kays,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hoover,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang of Four,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Womack,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tim Buckley,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
Icehouse,
The Smoke,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Moby Grape,
Groovy Waters,
Dawn Penn,
Rites of Spring,
Joe Finger,
The Knickerbockers,
the Association,
Inner City,
Black Flag,
Crooked Eye,
Visage,
FM Einheit,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.