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 Tonga and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Bootsy Collins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Glenn Branca,
Dark Day,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deakin,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alison Limerick,
Peter & Gordon,
Unwound,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Evens,
Amazonics,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Last Poets,
Young Marble Giants,
The Music Machine,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
Joe Finger,
DJ Style,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soul II Soul,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yellowson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faraquet,
Wasted Youth,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Zero Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Donny Hathaway,
Los Fastidios,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths,
David Bowie,
Gang Green,
China Crisis,
48th St. Collective,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.