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 Somalia and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Echospace to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Piero Umiliani,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pop Group,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Wyatt,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Goldenarms,
Silicon Teens,
Erasure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Anthony Braxton,
The Angels of Light,
Joey Negro,
New York Dolls,
The Moleskins,
The Star Department,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
The Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Second Layer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marc Almond,
The Doobie Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Agent Orange,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Sister Nancy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Intrusion,
The Buckinghams,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Eurythmics,
The Dead C,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.