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 Honduras and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 World's Most to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quando Quango,
John Cale,
Scientists,
Vainqueur,
Warren Ellis,
Parry Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
Howard Jones,
Arthur Verocai,
Talk Talk,
MDC,
Todd Terry,
Dark Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oneida,
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
Sparks,
The Skatalites,
Gang of Four,
Yellowson,
Clear Light,
the Fania All-Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
Q65,
Patti Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Tres Demented,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Visage,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
Ossler,
DJ Style,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Todd Rundgren,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barbara Tucker,
Rapeman,
Lyres,
Kas Product,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Lynne,
Flash Fearless,
The Invisible,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.