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 Chile and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maurizio,
Harmonia,
Thee Headcoats,
The Leaves,
Jacob Miller,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scion,
Wasted Youth,
Little Man,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shoche,
Ponytail,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flash Fearless,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
David Axelrod,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
Aswad,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rufus Thomas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Main Source,
cv313,
Mad Mike,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
The Barracudas,
Bronski Beat,
Grey Daturas,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Loose Ends,
Alison Limerick,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.