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 Namibia and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eddi Front to the electroclash 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Suburban Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
Slave,
Funkadelic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
The Wake,
The Star Department,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Nils Olav,
Maleditus Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
FM Einheit,
Urselle,
The Detroit Cobras,
Reuben Wilson,
New Order,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hot Snakes,
Faust,
Sun Ra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Finger,
Main Source,
The Remains,
Massinfluence,
Agitation Free,
The Fall,
Grey Daturas,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boredoms,
Quando Quango,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Accadde A,
MC5,
The Saints,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Glenn Branca,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.