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 Cameroon and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Urselle,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Los Fastidios,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
Connie Case,
X-101,
Sarah Menescal,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gap Band,
Arab on Radar,
Funkadelic,
Neu!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
The Trojans,
The Fall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Morten Harket,
Electric Prunes,
Alison Limerick,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
Aloha Tigers,
David McCallum,
Jacob Miller,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
Grey Daturas,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eli Mardock,
The Gories,
David Axelrod,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bronski Beat,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unrelated Segments,
Bad Manners,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Sheep,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
Audionom,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.