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 El Salvador and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Eve St. Jones,
Main Source,
ABBA,
the Sonics,
David Axelrod,
Y Pants,
Bauhaus,
Bill Wells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Subhumans,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lebanon Hanover,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Shuggie Otis,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Janne Schatter,
Minny Pops,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
Harry Pussy,
Sex Pistols,
Juan Atkins,
Joy Division,
Bad Manners,
Quando Quango,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Leaves,
E-Dancer,
The Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erykah Badu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Sparks,
The Fire Engines,
The Martian,
The Durutti Column,
Rod Modell,
Boredoms,
Magazine,
Bob Dylan,
Black Flag,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
Nas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.