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 Burkina and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bob Dylan to the electroclash 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
Shoche,
Q65,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Wake,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radio Birdman,
Alphaville,
The Count Five,
Fela Kuti,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cramps,
Niagra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wolf Eyes,
Funkadelic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
PIL,
Kas Product,
Deakin,
The Searchers,
Todd Rundgren,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Ken Boothe,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
Yaz,
Television Personalities,
The Modern Lovers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
The Martian,
Agent Orange,
Circle Jerks,
Little Man,
Maurizio,
Das Ding,
The Motions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Can,
The Invisible,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.