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 Spain and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Q65 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Los Fastidios,
The Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
the Normal,
The Trojans,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
Freddie Wadling,
Jandek,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-102,
Brass Construction,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Magma,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Chris Corsano,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slackers,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
48th St. Collective,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
a-ha,
Goldenarms,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Outsiders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
Slick Rick,
F. McDonald,
Pussy Galore,
June of 44,
Duran Duran,
Reuben Wilson,
Hoover,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Con Funk Shun,
These Immortal Souls,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
Tres Demented,
Nils Olav,
Bush Tetras,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.