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 Finland and from Tokyo.
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 Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Smoke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Tremeloes,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
Maurizio,
Sun City Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Thompson Twins,
Pussy Galore,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
Cybotron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sound,
Swell Maps,
Jawbox,
One Last Wish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Kinks,
Faust,
EPMD,
Babytalk,
Das Ding,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pantytec,
The Stooges,
Shuggie Otis,
Flash Fearless,
Hot Snakes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Litter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chrome,
The Fuzztones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funky Four + One,
Sällskapet,
Chris & Cosey,
B.T. Express,
Warsaw,
Nas,
China Crisis,
Can,
Lyres,
Simply Red,
Terry Callier,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.