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 Iceland and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soft Cell to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Robert Görl,
Supertramp,
Animal Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Skatalites,
Flash Fearless,
Procol Harum,
Warsaw,
Alton Ellis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Connie Case,
The Knickerbockers,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
DJ Sneak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Grauzone,
Qualms,
Flipper,
Pussy Galore,
Thompson Twins,
The J.B.'s,
Depeche Mode,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Monolake,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minutemen,
Avey Tare,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gun Club,
LL Cool J,
Stetsasonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Curtis Mayfield,
The New Christs,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
Essential Logic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crime,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.