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 Sweden 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Divine Comedy 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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Sheep,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
In Retrospect,
Parry Music,
Barrington Levy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Last Poets,
Chris Corsano,
Unrelated Segments,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bootsy Collins,
Zapp,
Aaron Thompson,
Gichy Dan,
Au Pairs,
Eden Ahbez,
LL Cool J,
The Buckinghams,
Cluster,
Simply Red,
New York Dolls,
Nick Fraelich,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
H. Thieme,
The Red Krayola,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
The United States of America,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Happenings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Toni Rubio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flipper,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Foxx,
Gabor Szabo,
The Five Americans,
The Blues Magoos,
Rotary Connection,
Tropical Tobacco,
Youth Brigade,
Yusef Lateef,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Hill,
The Dirtbombs,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.