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 Mozambique and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Second Layer,
Sound Behaviour,
Hot Snakes,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Groovy Waters,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Khruangbin,
Eddi Front,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Gichy Dan,
Rakim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roxette,
The Evens,
Maurizio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Technova,
Terry Callier,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barbara Tucker,
Prince Buster,
Sandy B,
Average White Band,
Half Japanese,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
Goldenarms,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
MDC,
Fugazi,
Peter & Gordon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
Brand Nubian,
Monolake,
Grey Daturas,
The American Breed,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.