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 Hungary 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Danielle Patucci,
FM Einheit,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nik Kershaw,
The Birthday Party,
Nirvana,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jawbox,
Brothers Johnson,
Interpol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Simply Red,
Thee Headcoats,
Mars,
Malaria!,
Babytalk,
The Buckinghams,
OOIOO,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Prince Buster,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultra Naté,
The Fall,
Sparks,
The Young Rascals,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zero Boys,
Deadbeat,
Roxy Music,
Eurythmics,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke,
Dennis Brown,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
F. McDonald,
Quantec,
Agent Orange,
Goldenarms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
Franke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The American Breed,
Oblivians,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.