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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sound Behaviour to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
The New Christs,
Ultimate Spinach,
June of 44,
Quantec,
Amon Düül II,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ossler,
Kayak,
Kaleidoscope,
Lyres,
Marvin Gaye,
Rufus Thomas,
This Heat,
Flash Fearless,
Flipper,
The Grass Roots,
John Foxx,
Panda Bear,
Darondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moebius,
The Fuzztones,
Severed Heads,
Harmonia,
The Standells,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Peter and Kerry,
Kerri Chandler,
One Last Wish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Suicide,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Harpers Bizarre,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faraquet,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blackbyrds,
The Music Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Slackers,
MDC,
Lou Christie,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.