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 Peru and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dave Clark Five,
Supertramp,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Trumans Water,
Moby Grape,
The Music Machine,
Massinfluence,
Index,
Von Mondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
Lungfish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Warsaw,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Man Parrish,
Little Man,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
Procol Harum,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wolf Eyes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
CMW,
Sixth Finger,
Excepter,
Sam Rivers,
The Fire Engines,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amazonics,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
New Order,
The Slackers,
Parry Music,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.