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 Czech Republic and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Trojans to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Cabaret Voltaire,
K-Klass,
Average White Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yusef Lateef,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mantronix,
The Golliwogs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joyce Sims,
The Happenings,
Amazonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Sherman,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Fugazi,
Aloha Tigers,
Crooked Eye,
Letta Mbulu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Teasers,
B.T. Express,
The Mummies,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crime,
The Martian,
Negative Approach,
The Fugs,
Tres Demented,
Yazoo,
Bad Manners,
Kurtis Blow,
Babytalk,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Sonic Youth,
Wings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalann,
Minnie Riperton,
Schoolly D,
Procol Harum,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cowsills,
The Associates,
Magazine,
Derrick May,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jandek,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ronnie Foster,
Connie Case,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.