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 Mexico and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Intrusion to the rock 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Lightning Bolt,
The Knickerbockers,
CMW,
Visage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Vladislav Delay,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Smoke,
Derrick Morgan,
Y Pants,
Toni Rubio,
Scion,
The Young Rascals,
Magazine,
Gong,
The Wake,
The Divine Comedy,
Theoretical Girls,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Zapp,
Black Bananas,
Accadde A,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Television Personalities,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tears for Fears,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Audionom,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sex Pistols,
Yazoo,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Roger Hodgson,
the Normal,
Schoolly D,
Bauhaus,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.