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 India and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Smog,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mark Hollis,
The Tremeloes,
Desert Stars,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arthur Verocai,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cure,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
H. Thieme,
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Buckinghams,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
The Slackers,
Public Image Ltd.,
China Crisis,
Franke,
Roxy Music,
EPMD,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Rosa Yemen,
Scientists,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Byrd,
KRS-One,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Motions,
DJ Style,
Marvin Gaye,
U.S. Maple,
MDC,
The Gap Band,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.