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 Lebanon and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ohio Players,
The Associates,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Trojans,
The Electric Prunes,
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
Soulsonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mr. Review,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
Suburban Knight,
The Offenders,
Lebanon Hanover,
H. Thieme,
Dead Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Kaleidoscope,
Funkadelic,
Mark Hollis,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
Newcleus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
The Doors,
E-Dancer,
Liliput,
a-ha,
LL Cool J,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angry Samoans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Todd Terry,
Dark Day,
The Gap Band,
Basic Channel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
Sällskapet,
the Swans,
Youth Brigade,
New Order,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lightning Bolt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Copeland,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.