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 Georgia and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soft Machine,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
Gong,
cv313,
The Alarm Clocks,
Infiniti,
Rakim,
Robert Görl,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Procol Harum,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
The Tremeloes,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Lynne,
The Angels of Light,
The Remains,
Ice-T,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
Glenn Branca,
Negative Approach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
Crime,
Lower 48,
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Adolescents,
Bauhaus,
Pere Ubu,
The Kinks,
The Mojo Men,
Faust,
Swans,
The Toasters,
The Knickerbockers,
Tomorrow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Copeland,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mission of Burma,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Wake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
Dawn Penn,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.