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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
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 Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Mad Mike to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
The Standells,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Cale,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
Visage,
Alison Limerick,
Gong,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
Schoolly D,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
Eurythmics,
Peter and Kerry,
Liliput,
Derrick Morgan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Durutti Column,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
Outsiders,
Reuben Wilson,
Hoover,
X-Ray Spex,
The United States of America,
Oblivians,
David Bowie,
Pulsallama,
Rites of Spring,
Suburban Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Urselle,
The Dead C,
Prince Buster,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Christie,
The Misunderstood,
Sonic Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Brick,
MDC,
Newcleus,
The Happenings,
Smog,
The Trojans,
the Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Albert Ayler,
Television Personalities,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.