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 Peru and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Depeche Mode to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
cv313,
Marc Almond,
Gong,
The Move,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fat Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Sam Rivers,
Hoover,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
Niagra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Victims,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Pus,
Graham Central Station,
In Retrospect,
June Days,
Los Fastidios,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rites of Spring,
The Cure,
Black Bananas,
The Star Department,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Iggy Pop,
Section 25,
The Fortunes,
Jawbox,
Camouflage,
The Tremeloes,
Boz Scaggs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
X-Ray Spex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Lynne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
Lalann,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Kayak,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.