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 Zimbabwe and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Rekid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Qualms,
Rosa Yemen,
Mission of Burma,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Pagans,
E-Dancer,
Thee Headcoats,
Infiniti,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Zeros,
Mantronix,
Crooked Eye,
EPMD,
Roger Hodgson,
Marcia Griffiths,
This Heat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Basic Channel,
These Immortal Souls,
Reuben Wilson,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Pere Ubu,
Rekid,
Saccharine Trust,
Aural Exciters,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days,
The Misunderstood,
Moby Grape,
The Associates,
Pussy Galore,
Royal Trux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Sonic Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Barry Ungar,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül II,
Scientists,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
Sugar Minott,
The Star Department,
JFA,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Womack,
Pole,
Danielle Patucci,
LL Cool J,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.