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 Sierra Leone and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mo-Dettes,
Audionom,
Brothers Johnson,
Monolake,
Drexciya,
MDC,
Darondo,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
The Wake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
The Blackbyrds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Al Stewart,
Unwound,
Hardrive,
Graham Central Station,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Outsiders,
The Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fela Kuti,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
The Five Americans,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Buckinghams,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
Judy Mowatt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker,
Neu!,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young,
The Searchers,
Kenny Larkin,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective,
Byron Stingily,
Sandy B,
June of 44,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Babytalk,
Blake Baxter,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.