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 Guinea and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 T.S.O.L. to the crunk 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ornette Coleman,
X-101,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Interpol,
Sight & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
The Remains,
PIL,
The Saints,
The Sound,
Pussy Galore,
The Skatalites,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers,
Ultravox,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Blancmange,
Grauzone,
Marine Girls,
Accadde A,
Jeff Lynne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Leonard Cohen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
Wally Richardson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
The Gladiators,
The Names,
The Smiths,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
The Human League,
Flipper,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thee Headcoats,
H. Thieme,
Simply Red,
Livin' Joy,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.