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 Manchester.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Josef K,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fuzztones,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Happenings,
Jawbox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monks,
Bobby Sherman,
Todd Rundgren,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
The Durutti Column,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lower 48,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gun Club,
Mantronix,
The Human League,
Basic Channel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oblivians,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Buzzcocks,
Connie Case,
Joyce Sims,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Intrusion,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
Matthew Bourne,
Bob Dylan,
The Beau Brummels,
Kayak,
Icehouse,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angry Samoans,
The Zeros,
David McCallum,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rotary Connection,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.