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 Senegal and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe 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 Rekid to the jazz 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 Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Liliput,
Grauzone,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Iggy Pop,
The Modern Lovers,
Brothers Johnson,
Zero Boys,
The Offenders,
The United States of America,
Blossom Toes,
The Saints,
AZ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick Morgan,
Deadbeat,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yusef Lateef,
Stiv Bators,
Echospace,
Surgeon,
The Durutti Column,
Brick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
the Germs,
Jacob Miller,
Siglo XX,
Inner City,
Cymande,
Boogie Down Productions,
Janne Schatter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fad Gadget,
Severed Heads,
T. Rex,
The Blackbyrds,
Josef K,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terry Callier,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pop Group,
Maleditus Sound,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül II,
Moss Icon,
The Cure,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
MDC,
Buzzcocks,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlback,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.