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 San Marino and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Halifax.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Zero Boys to the electroclash 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
Lightning Bolt,
Ice-T,
Black Bananas,
Derrick Morgan,
The Beau Brummels,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ponytail,
A Certain Ratio,
Technova,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
U.S. Maple,
Hot Snakes,
Roxette,
Eve St. Jones,
Ronan,
Blake Baxter,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Techniques,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Khruangbin,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Normal,
Freddie Wadling,
Little Man,
Cal Tjader,
Ohio Players,
The Golliwogs,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Christie,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed,
Wire,
Sun Ra,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Warren Ellis,
a-ha,
This Heat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
Yellowson,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.