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 Uzbekistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bluetip to the funk 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delta 5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ornette Coleman,
The Raincoats,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gories,
Blancmange,
The Last Poets,
Donny Hathaway,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
KRS-One,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed,
Zapp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
David Axelrod,
Crime,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sam Rivers,
DJ Sneak,
Anakelly,
Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
Toni Rubio,
Scientists,
Von Mondo,
Absolute Body Control,
The Angels of Light,
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
Erykah Badu,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
X-Ray Spex,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mo-Dettes,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Saccharine Trust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Juan Atkins,
Fluxion,
Piero Umiliani,
Pole,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.