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 London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Hashim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Marvin Gaye,
Josef K,
Black Bananas,
The Fugs,
John Coltrane,
Yaz,
The Motions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Foxx,
Gang Green,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Von Mondo,
Trumans Water,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiohead,
Theoretical Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
Rites of Spring,
Rufus Thomas,
Interpol,
Dark Day,
The Monks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brass Construction,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun City Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
The Associates,
Graham Central Station,
Aural Exciters,
Scan 7,
Pantaleimon,
ABBA,
Pole,
The Searchers,
Blossom Toes,
Scion,
Blancmange,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anakelly,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.