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 India 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 DJ Sneak to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Schoolly D,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barry Ungar,
X-101,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
The Wake,
Blancmange,
Niagra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crispy Ambulance,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
Erasure,
Brass Construction,
Robert Hood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Black Flag,
Simply Red,
Stetsasonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
Colin Newman,
Minnie Riperton,
Ituana,
Bootsy Collins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stereo Dub,
Nirvana,
Mad Mike,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boz Scaggs,
Pole,
Dennis Brown,
The New Christs,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
Joe Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Yazoo,
The Dead C,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agitation Free,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.