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 Algeria and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Victims to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
R.M.O.,
The Real Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Black Sheep,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slackers,
The Slits,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
David McCallum,
John Cale,
Gong,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
DNA,
Youth Brigade,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Bluetip,
Ituana,
The Black Dice,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
Average White Band,
Skarface,
Adolescents,
Joey Negro,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blackbyrds,
Robert Hood,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultra Naté,
ABBA,
Kaleidoscope,
Mr. Review,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
Matthew Bourne,
Derrick May,
LL Cool J,
a-ha,
Dual Sessions,
Arcadia,
The Pop Group,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.