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 Laos and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shadows of Knight to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter & Gordon,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
Sällskapet,
the Swans,
Massinfluence,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Roy Ayers,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
Aswad,
L. Decosne,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Section 25,
Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ponytail,
Faust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
48th St. Collective,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
Siglo XX,
The Smiths,
PIL,
The Slackers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yaz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Y Pants,
Gichy Dan,
Neu!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Lyres,
Zapp,
Bang On A Can,
World's Most,
Patti Smith,
Motorama,
Ronan,
MDC,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Franke,
Half Japanese,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.