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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
The Vogues,
Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
JFA,
The Motions,
E-Dancer,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
Rosa Yemen,
Second Layer,
Ronan,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Fela Kuti,
The Angels of Light,
The Wake,
The Electric Prunes,
Franke,
Amon Düül II,
Porter Ricks,
Peter and Kerry,
The Selecter,
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Sun City Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Mandrill,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
Hot Snakes,
L. Decosne,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nirvana,
The Mummies,
Pierre Henry,
Saccharine Trust,
Barrington Levy,
The Birthday Party,
Skriet,
Icehouse,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
The Standells,
Rites of Spring,
Lucky Dragons,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.