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 Dominica and from Hong Kong.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Aaron Thompson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roxy Music,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Litter,
The Durutti Column,
Wasted Youth,
Franke,
The Mummies,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Derrick May,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Albert Ayler,
Cecil Taylor,
Judy Mowatt,
Sugar Minott,
The Human League,
Sam Rivers,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bauhaus,
Black Sheep,
Gerry Rafferty,
Model 500,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Raincoats,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
Fugazi,
The Cramps,
This Heat,
The Five Americans,
Dawn Penn,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
Accadde A,
The Count Five,
Funky Four + One,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cymande,
Pere Ubu,
Camberwell Now,
Yellowson,
Marvin Gaye,
Rekid,
Tubeway Army,
Roxette,
Au Pairs,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.