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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
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 chamberlin 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 Gang of Four to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Qualms,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronnie Foster,
Alton Ellis,
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Eddi Front,
Fear,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Crispy Ambulance,
JFA,
Tom Boy,
Organ,
Siglo XX,
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Sugar Minott,
Faraquet,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swans,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Animal Collective,
UT,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
Black Moon,
The Walker Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deepchord,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Banda Bassotti,
Judy Mowatt,
Stereo Dub,
Soul Sonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Style,
Tears for Fears,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
The Seeds,
The Cure,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
The Sound,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.