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 Madagascar and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Shuggie Otis to the dance 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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Steve Hackett,
Godley & Creme,
Glenn Branca,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
Minor Threat,
Alphaville,
Grey Daturas,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Ludus,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Hashim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unwound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Crash Course in Science,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bad Manners,
Laurel Aitken,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
The Trojans,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
the Swans,
David McCallum,
The Gun Club,
Aural Exciters,
Sight & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Byrd,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
The Knickerbockers,
Animal Collective,
Harry Pussy,
10cc,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.