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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ituana to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Banda Bassotti,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
The Dave Clark Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Japan,
The Happenings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Swans,
Marc Almond,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
T. Rex,
Junior Murvin,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stereo Dub,
The Black Dice,
Gang Starr,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
Ludus,
Bootsy Collins,
Deadbeat,
Yellowson,
Massinfluence,
The Gap Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hashim,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
Slave,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed,
The Move,
the Normal,
Blake Baxter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Thompson Twins,
The Fortunes,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
The Red Krayola,
Von Mondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.