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 Pakistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minutemen to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Underground Resistance,
David McCallum,
The Birthday Party,
Howard Jones,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Electric Prunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visage,
Jeff Mills,
China Crisis,
Guru Guru,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pierre Henry,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
Motorama,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Flag,
Brick,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Y Pants,
The Monks,
Tommy Roe,
Joyce Sims,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monochrome Set,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Al Stewart,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
The Doobie Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Raincoats,
Mark Hollis,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Franke,
Reagan Youth,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.