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 St Lucia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 DNA to the disco 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
The Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sun Ra,
David Bowie,
Slave,
Chrome,
Main Source,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Anthony Braxton,
Kenny Larkin,
Scion,
Rekid,
Second Layer,
Arab on Radar,
Country Teasers,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Fear,
Parry Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Scientists,
Henry Cow,
Ossler,
Soul II Soul,
The Blues Magoos,
Kaleidoscope,
Stetsasonic,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Red Krayola,
B.T. Express,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Monks,
Pulsallama,
Pierre Henry,
The Star Department,
Blancmange,
OOIOO,
Fluxion,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
The Cure,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Stereo Dub,
Eve St. Jones,
New York Dolls,
The Invisible,
Cluster,
Todd Rundgren,
Animal Collective,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster,
The Music Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.