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 China and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Michelle Simonal to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Faraquet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharoah Sanders,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Pus,
Essential Logic,
R.M.O.,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Maurizio,
The Last Poets,
Neil Young,
Soft Cell,
Steve Hackett,
June Days,
The Kinks,
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Bourne,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mandrill,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
The Slackers,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Public Enemy,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Tremeloes,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
Pere Ubu,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dirtbombs,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.