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 the UAE and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the jazz 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
UT,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
Icehouse,
Aloha Tigers,
Section 25,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Martian,
The Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crash Course in Science,
The Star Department,
Blossom Toes,
The Moleskins,
The Fugs,
Boz Scaggs,
In Retrospect,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Altered Images,
The Happenings,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
Albert Ayler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Basic Channel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
Amon Düül II,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fall,
Camouflage,
Tropical Tobacco,
F. McDonald,
Scratch Acid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Can,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiohead,
Peter and Kerry,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
Lyres,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.