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 Dominica and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
Joyce Sims,
Arab on Radar,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
Hoover,
New York Dolls,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Los Fastidios,
Black Pus,
Harry Pussy,
Sam Rivers,
Lungfish,
The Skatalites,
U.S. Maple,
Bobbi Humphrey,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
The Music Machine,
Audionom,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
Cecil Taylor,
Cameo,
Bronski Beat,
Davy DMX,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Selecter,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells,
Loose Ends,
K-Klass,
The Standells,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gories,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction,
Mandrill,
Susan Cadogan,
PIL,
Deakin,
Vainqueur,
The Martian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Parry Music,
Skaos,
Roxette,
The Last Poets,
Icehouse,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.