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 Yemen and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Leaves to the funk 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Masters at Work,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Byrd,
Harmonia,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Raincoats,
Skarface,
Easy Going,
Joey Negro,
Jerry's Kids,
L. Decosne,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
The Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Moon,
Marmalade,
Black Sheep,
Wally Richardson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Lucky Dragons,
Vainqueur,
Kenny Larkin,
Kurtis Blow,
EPMD,
Duran Duran,
The Trojans,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Red Krayola,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
Gabor Szabo,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.