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 Turkmenistan and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
The Knickerbockers,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
Altered Images,
Fear,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Green,
Angry Samoans,
New York Dolls,
Joyce Sims,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Hasil Adkins,
Warren Ellis,
Quantec,
Joe Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gap Band,
Deadbeat,
Letta Mbulu,
Tom Boy,
JFA,
Nico,
Khruangbin,
Albert Ayler,
Josef K,
Cal Tjader,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blossom Toes,
Stetsasonic,
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Clarke,
Second Layer,
U.S. Maple,
New Order,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Lynne,
Gichy Dan,
The Selecter,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moebius,
Minutemen,
Rites of Spring,
Kas Product,
Interpol,
The Slackers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Connie Case,
Trumans Water,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
cv313,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.