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 Syria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord 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 Bronski Beat to the grunge 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Count Five,
The Fuzztones,
Khruangbin,
Iggy Pop,
Barrington Levy,
Yusef Lateef,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lungfish,
The Vogues,
Donald Byrd,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Bar-Kays,
Rotary Connection,
Sex Pistols,
Soul Sonic Force,
cv313,
Peter & Gordon,
Faust,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brothers Johnson,
Mandrill,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
Crime,
Henry Cow,
Quadrant,
Nick Fraelich,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
Ultimate Spinach,
Max Romeo,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Rekid,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
Tommy Roe,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
Inner City,
Severed Heads,
Nirvana,
FM Einheit,
R.M.O.,
The Buckinghams,
Public Image Ltd.,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
Television,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.