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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Suburban Knight to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops,
Roxy Music,
Das Ding,
Eli Mardock,
DNA,
Maurizio,
Peter and Kerry,
48th St. Collective,
The Electric Prunes,
Yellowson,
Lou Christie,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
The Martian,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
AZ,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pussy Galore,
Sex Pistols,
Cabaret Voltaire,
PIL,
Ralphi Rosario,
Michelle Simonal,
Groovy Waters,
Fat Boys,
Moss Icon,
Interpol,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Severed Heads,
Swans,
Second Layer,
Country Teasers,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Wings,
U.S. Maple,
the Swans,
cv313,
Lakeside,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.