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 Jordan and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Cameo,
John Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
Mark Hollis,
Ohio Players,
The Fortunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Bill Near,
Massinfluence,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Newcleus,
Arcadia,
Scratch Acid,
Delta 5,
Model 500,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dawn Penn,
Nas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
The Standells,
Radiohead,
Icehouse,
The Martian,
The Fugs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Walker Brothers,
Yaz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aswad,
Underground Resistance,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Hill,
Oneida,
DJ Style,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
EPMD,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
New Age Steppers,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.