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 Pakistan and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gories,
The Martian,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pop Group,
Cymande,
Janne Schatter,
Magazine,
Talk Talk,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Dead Boys,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liliput,
Kerrie Biddell,
Newcleus,
Ronan,
Lungfish,
James White and The Blacks,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
Siglo XX,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
the Soft Cell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cecil Taylor,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Depeche Mode,
Easy Going,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Modern Lovers,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Camouflage,
Trumans Water,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
The Names,
Harmonia,
OOIOO,
H. Thieme,
Young Marble Giants,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Young Rascals,
Colin Newman,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.