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 Peru and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Maurizio to the funk 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jandek,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Adolescents,
Make Up,
John Coltrane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The J.B.'s,
Donald Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Eric Copeland,
Max Romeo,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gang of Four,
Patti Smith,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
The Modern Lovers,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
The Names,
PIL,
Magazine,
Dave Gahan,
The Electric Prunes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Morten Harket,
Lakeside,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Buzzcocks,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Pantaleimon,
Surgeon,
The Grass Roots,
Alphaville,
Michelle Simonal,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fall,
Marvin Gaye,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.