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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rapeman to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
Roxette,
Pylon,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Leaves,
The Sound,
David McCallum,
The Cure,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
Chris Corsano,
This Heat,
PIL,
Terrestrial Tones,
Zapp,
Cal Tjader,
The Gap Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Cheater Slicks,
Sound Behaviour,
Adolescents,
The Golliwogs,
The Human League,
Brick,
Visage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dead Boys,
Ludus,
Television,
The Index,
Quadrant,
Boz Scaggs,
Reuben Wilson,
Rufus Thomas,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Toasters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lower 48,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Altered Images,
Sixth Finger,
Motorama,
Drexciya,
The Evens,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.