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 Lesotho and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hacienda.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
Los Fastidios,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
The Fugs,
the Slits,
The Monks,
Magazine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rites of Spring,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smiths,
New Age Steppers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yazoo,
Robert Hood,
Ultimate Spinach,
K-Klass,
Byron Stingily,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bush Tetras,
Dual Sessions,
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
The Gun Club,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ludus,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
Lee Hazlewood,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultra Naté,
Zapp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scan 7,
Joensuu 1685,
Surgeon,
The Mummies,
MC5,
Iggy Pop,
The Count Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Barry Ungar,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
The Golliwogs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth 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.