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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Rhythm & Sound to the jazz 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Busters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
The Selecter,
Ken Boothe,
Camberwell Now,
the Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
These Immortal Souls,
Alice Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
Thee Headcoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra,
Banda Bassotti,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Teasers,
Franke,
Severed Heads,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arab on Radar,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalann,
The Move,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
EPMD,
Isaac Hayes,
Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Techniques,
Black Bananas,
Joy Division,
Heaven 17,
Kenny Larkin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Whodini,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alton Ellis,
June Days,
Essential Logic,
Duran Duran,
Grauzone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Wasted Youth,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.