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 Liechtenstein and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gichy Dan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Intrusion,
Guru Guru,
Skarface,
the Association,
E-Dancer,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters,
Barry Ungar,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harmonia,
Masters at Work,
MC5,
The Real Kids,
The Gladiators,
Charles Mingus,
The Cramps,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker,
Ultravox,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
Accadde A,
Zapp,
Dark Day,
DNA,
Yusef Lateef,
Max Romeo,
The Martian,
Jeff Mills,
the Human League,
David Axelrod,
Thompson Twins,
The Invisible,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Green,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Mr. Review,
Lower 48,
Bob Dylan,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
Clear Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hoover,
Chrome,
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Gang of Four,
Angry Samoans,
Nils Olav,
H. Thieme,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Junior Murvin,
Circle Jerks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.