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 Bhutan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Sarah Menescal,
Rekid,
Quando Quango,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter,
E-Dancer,
The Walker Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
10cc,
Kenny Larkin,
Dennis Brown,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Surgeon,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Subhumans,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jandek,
EPMD,
Magma,
Tubeway Army,
Eden Ahbez,
Jerry's Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Procol Harum,
The Tremeloes,
Masters at Work,
Derrick May,
John Holt,
Henry Cow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Basic Channel,
Throbbing Gristle,
R.M.O.,
X-101,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scientists,
Pussy Galore,
The Wake,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.