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 Seychelles and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Colin Newman,
Rapeman,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mummies,
Khruangbin,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Görl,
Mad Mike,
UT,
Joe Finger,
Brass Construction,
Dual Sessions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
FM Einheit,
The Count Five,
Grauzone,
Ornette Coleman,
Joyce Sims,
Guru Guru,
Mission of Burma,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-102,
Jacob Miller,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New York Dolls,
Eden Ahbez,
The Skatalites,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Hashim,
The Modern Lovers,
Ohio Players,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
Unrelated Segments,
The Pop Group,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Bananas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantytec,
Amazonics,
Eric Dolphy,
The Litter,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.