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 Lesotho and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yaz,
David Axelrod,
Ultravox,
The Toasters,
Bobby Womack,
Rekid,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scratch Acid,
Terry Callier,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
Gong,
The Associates,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
The Birthday Party,
Television,
Barrington Levy,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Green,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Germs,
The Residents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
The Walker Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fuzztones,
Alton Ellis,
Second Layer,
Eurythmics,
Bauhaus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Whodini,
Rufus Thomas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kayak,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
X-102,
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moss Icon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxette,
Simply Red,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.