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 Mauritania and from Columbus.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ 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 Pagans to the electroclash 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra,
Tim Buckley,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slick Rick,
Pole,
The Sonics,
Ohio Players,
The American Breed,
Gong,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Infiniti,
Vainqueur,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABC,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rotary Connection,
The Five Americans,
The Blues Magoos,
Q65,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
Suburban Knight,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
Negative Approach,
Make Up,
Sonic Youth,
The Slackers,
Cameo,
Fad Gadget,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
The Electric Prunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
Deadbeat,
Fat Boys,
China Crisis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mummies,
Minor Threat,
the Slits,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.