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 Luxembourg and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Mantronix,
Qualms,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slackers,
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
The Neon Judgement,
Au Pairs,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
Hashim,
Marine Girls,
Black Sheep,
Monks,
Kurtis Blow,
Rapeman,
Deakin,
Country Teasers,
The Tremeloes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter and Kerry,
Depeche Mode,
Sound Behaviour,
Susan Cadogan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Rotary Connection,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
Man Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Arthur Verocai,
OOIOO,
The Young Rascals,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.