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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skarface to the rap 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Deepchord,
Black Flag,
Rapeman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
Derrick Morgan,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bizarre Inc.,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Wally Richardson,
X-102,
Scrapy,
the Normal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
The Leaves,
Grauzone,
Dawn Penn,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Thompson Twins,
Derrick May,
John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
Rakim,
Oneida,
Cecil Taylor,
The Motions,
Buzzcocks,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bill Near,
Vladislav Delay,
Arcadia,
The Kinks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thee Headcoats,
The Zeros,
Jawbox,
OOIOO,
Sparks,
Mars,
Bootsy Collins,
Q and Not U,
Quando Quango,
Joey Negro,
Ponytail,
The Offenders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cymande,
Lower 48,
Tears for Fears,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fugazi,
Stockholm Monsters,
One Last Wish,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.