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 Hungary and from Glasgow.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
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 linndrum 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 The Count Five to the dance 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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
Sixth Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lindisfarne,
Soft Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spandau Ballet,
Sandy B,
Robert Görl,
Jacques Brel,
Negative Approach,
Niagra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
The Grass Roots,
Crispian St. Peters,
Faust,
Schoolly D,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
CMW,
Crash Course in Science,
Thompson Twins,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
Section 25,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lyres,
ABBA,
the Slits,
Godley & Creme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aural Exciters,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Evens,
Tim Buckley,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
E-Dancer,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
Tres Demented,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
The Black Dice,
Cal Tjader,
Rakim,
X-101,
Whodini,
Monks,
Archie Shepp,
Funky Four + One,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.