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 Montenegro and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Freddie Wadling to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Bootsy Collins,
The Five Americans,
Alphaville,
Sällskapet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
the Normal,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
The Moleskins,
The Saints,
Blancmange,
Glambeats Corp.,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
Can,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scientists,
Minor Threat,
Susan Cadogan,
Con Funk Shun,
Marine Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters,
Marvin Gaye,
Deepchord,
The American Breed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Misunderstood,
Skarface,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Womack,
These Immortal Souls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Absolute Body Control,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Malaria!,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roxette,
Crispy Ambulance,
Masters at Work,
Deakin,
Minny Pops,
Brothers Johnson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bill Near,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.