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 Iran and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rosa Yemen to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Gabor Szabo,
T. Rex,
Malaria!,
Stockholm Monsters,
Silicon Teens,
The Tremeloes,
KRS-One,
Scion,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Newcleus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marine Girls,
Section 25,
The Skatalites,
London Community Gospel Choir,
New York Dolls,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Country Teasers,
Unrelated Segments,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joyce Sims,
Franke,
Technova,
Accadde A,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Marvin Gaye,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Thee Headcoats,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
Groovy Waters,
Supertramp,
Massinfluence,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spoonie Gee,
Sandy B,
Mission of Burma,
Zapp,
Ludus,
Rites of Spring,
Urselle,
Scrapy,
Angry Samoans,
Fear,
World's Most,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Leaves,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.