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 Eritrea and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Scrapy to the rap 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Joe Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Hill,
Japan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
The Fuzztones,
Q65,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Con Funk Shun,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Max Romeo,
Fugazi,
The Cramps,
Ultra Naté,
ABBA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blake Baxter,
Nick Fraelich,
Wings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blossom Toes,
The Durutti Column,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
The Trojans,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
New York Dolls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eden Ahbez,
DNA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nico,
The Pop Group,
LL Cool J,
Deepchord,
The Index,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donald Byrd,
Smog,
Skarface,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.