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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Holger Czukay 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 Arab on Radar to the grunge 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Görl,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Marc Almond,
The Fugs,
Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
Erasure,
Country Teasers,
Aswad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Connie Case,
This Heat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donald Byrd,
Fear,
Ultra Naté,
Dead Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pierre Henry,
Bad Manners,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brand Nubian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Livin' Joy,
Black Moon,
Scrapy,
Rhythm & Sound,
DNA,
Roy Ayers,
MDC,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Andrew Hill,
Sight & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Warren Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Grey Daturas,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Vogues,
Kayak,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nas,
The Fuzztones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.