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 Guinea and from Milan.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Babytalk,
The Doobie Brothers,
FM Einheit,
PIL,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
The Monks,
James White and The Blacks,
Arthur Verocai,
H. Thieme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Al Stewart,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
Das Ding,
Average White Band,
Essential Logic,
The Happenings,
Maleditus Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Skaos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Henry Cow,
Sound Behaviour,
Wasted Youth,
Sällskapet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dead Boys,
Ponytail,
Stiv Bators,
Drexciya,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Lyres,
David Axelrod,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
The Electric Prunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Schoolly D,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camberwell Now,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Finger,
Intrusion,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.