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 Eritrea and from Tokyo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the jazz 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Hasil Adkins,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Flag,
Infiniti,
Susan Cadogan,
Anakelly,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Machine,
Oblivians,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minor Threat,
T.S.O.L.,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Bourne,
The Motions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fatback Band,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris Corsano,
Pulsallama,
The Star Department,
One Last Wish,
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dennis Brown,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gories,
The Smoke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Basic Channel,
Deepchord,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Marine Girls,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Charles Mingus,
Man Parrish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.