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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Crispian St. Peters to the rap 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visage,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Halsall,
Pere Ubu,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cramps,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
The Birthday Party,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Bronski Beat,
The United States of America,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Iggy Pop,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
Oblivians,
Godley & Creme,
Animal Collective,
Junior Murvin,
Franke,
H. Thieme,
Saccharine Trust,
Darondo,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
Scientists,
the Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
the Sonics,
Smog,
The Beau Brummels,
Index,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.