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 Serbia and from London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skaos to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
ABBA,
the Germs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
The Mojo Men,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Dolphy,
The Raincoats,
The Durutti Column,
Q and Not U,
The Human League,
Sparks,
Dual Sessions,
CMW,
Prince Buster,
Aloha Tigers,
Warren Ellis,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
DNA,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quadrant,
PIL,
Minny Pops,
Gang Green,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
The United States of America,
The Detroit Cobras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fugs,
Skaos,
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grauzone,
One Last Wish,
The Gladiators,
This Heat,
Funkadelic,
Nico,
Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Pole,
Cameo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blossom Toes,
Qualms,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.