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 Indonesia and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pantytec to the disco 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics 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?
Lower 48,
Gichy Dan,
Rapeman,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
Erykah Badu,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dennis Brown,
PIL,
Eurythmics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
The Neon Judgement,
Index,
Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Kerri Chandler,
Ohio Players,
The Kinks,
Pantaleimon,
The Raincoats,
World's Most,
Dual Sessions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cal Tjader,
New Order,
The Moleskins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Vogues,
EPMD,
Spandau Ballet,
F. McDonald,
Slave,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ornette Coleman,
Intrusion,
the Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Siglo XX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harmonia,
The Human League,
Deepchord,
Gang Green,
Johnny Osbourne,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Clear Light,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Scratch Acid,
X-101,
Laurel Aitken,
Excepter,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.