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 Saudi Arabia and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 David Bowie 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 One Last Wish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Ponytail,
Curtis Mayfield,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
Magma,
Erasure,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
R.M.O.,
The Kinks,
Camberwell Now,
Morten Harket,
Saccharine Trust,
Mission of Burma,
Minnie Riperton,
Model 500,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
Kenny Larkin,
Cymande,
Mandrill,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
the Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
Q65,
Nirvana,
Siglo XX,
Joe Finger,
The United States of America,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Man Parrish,
Harry Pussy,
The Skatalites,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
Spoonie Gee,
The Shadows of Knight,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sandy B,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Au Pairs,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
The Evens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radiopuhelimet,
Make Up,
Camouflage,
The Doors,
Black Pus,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.