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 Germany and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sandy B to the dance 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Cybotron,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
Gregory Isaacs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bluetip,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moebius,
Pylon,
The Fugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
The Mummies,
Black Moon,
Inner City,
Gichy Dan,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Guru Guru,
The Blackbyrds,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Freddie Wadling,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
Chrome,
Section 25,
The Victims,
Minnie Riperton,
The Slackers,
The Pop Group,
R.M.O.,
Adolescents,
Nick Fraelich,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Boredoms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Clarke,
Alphaville,
the Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
Soft Machine,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
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.