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 Colombia and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rock 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
The Seeds,
The Selecter,
Tommy Roe,
Section 25,
Ossler,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crime,
Josef K,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang of Four,
Hot Snakes,
The Offenders,
Laurel Aitken,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Index,
Rufus Thomas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Schoolly D,
DNA,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Erykah Badu,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
Silicon Teens,
Fad Gadget,
Das Ding,
The Gap Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Mark Hollis,
Drexciya,
Crooked Eye,
Surgeon,
Soulsonic Force,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
One Last Wish,
Kenny Larkin,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.