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 Uganda and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 sitar 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Trumans Water,
Bush Tetras,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Lakeside,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Theoretical Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
Average White Band,
New Age Steppers,
Interpol,
Mantronix,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cure,
Gabor Szabo,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy,
Lindisfarne,
The Remains,
ABBA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
David Axelrod,
Leonard Cohen,
Organ,
Porter Ricks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wolf Eyes,
Marvin Gaye,
Man Parrish,
Wire,
DNA,
Symarip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kas Product,
L. Decosne,
The Mummies,
David McCallum,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
Cluster,
Half Japanese,
The Moody Blues,
PIL,
The Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Livin' Joy,
Donny Hathaway,
Young Marble Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cramps,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.