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 St Lucia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxy Music to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Black Pus,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
Stetsasonic,
Banda Bassotti,
Stiv Bators,
The Misunderstood,
Marvin Gaye,
Rites of Spring,
CMW,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Bobby Womack,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
Accadde A,
The Trojans,
JFA,
The Martian,
Bluetip,
T. Rex,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
Nils Olav,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
The Busters,
The Barracudas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Age Steppers,
Anthony Braxton,
Flipper,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Idris Muhammad,
A Certain Ratio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scion,
Davy DMX,
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.