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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kurtis Blow to the techno 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Drexciya,
Toni Rubio,
Terry Callier,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Steve Hackett,
Ultravox,
Fatback Band,
Symarip,
The Cramps,
The Tremeloes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Section 25,
Easy Going,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quando Quango,
F. McDonald,
Wire,
AZ,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skarface,
The Techniques,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Theoretical Girls,
B.T. Express,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kenny Larkin,
Underground Resistance,
Crash Course in Science,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Terry,
Boredoms,
Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
The Evens,
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
DNA,
Wasted Youth,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Inner City,
Peter and Kerry,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
The Wake,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.