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 San Marino and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the electroclash 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
AZ,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
Pantytec,
a-ha,
In Retrospect,
Aloha Tigers,
Fugazi,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Leaves,
Panda Bear,
Sugar Minott,
The Residents,
Lucky Dragons,
FM Einheit,
Tom Boy,
Marc Almond,
Magma,
Goldenarms,
Grey Daturas,
John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Trumans Water,
The Remains,
Symarip,
Oblivians,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
Animal Collective,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Style,
Hashim,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Smog,
Crooked Eye,
Jerry's Kids,
the Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
These Immortal Souls,
Buzzcocks,
Ronan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Human League,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.