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 Sri Lanka and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Bob Dylan,
Lalann,
Fluxion,
Tubeway Army,
MDC,
Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bad Manners,
Jerry's Kids,
Chrome,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Green,
Wolf Eyes,
The Moleskins,
Royal Trux,
Buzzcocks,
Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Audionom,
Dead Boys,
The Dead C,
Marmalade,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
48th St. Collective,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Symarip,
Intrusion,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tommy Roe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Babytalk,
Anakelly,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Bauhaus,
Angry Samoans,
Peter and Kerry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rotary Connection,
a-ha,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Gang Starr,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
Arthur Verocai,
Warsaw,
Stiv Bators,
Morten Harket,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.