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 Netherlands and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Cymande to the grime 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deadbeat,
Clear Light,
Peter and Kerry,
Bootsy Collins,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
The Golliwogs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Byrd,
Ludus,
Youth Brigade,
Danielle Patucci,
Rekid,
Warren Ellis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Erykah Badu,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
Rod Modell,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks,
Excepter,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Almond,
Eurythmics,
John Foxx,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young,
Stetsasonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
L. Decosne,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Echospace,
Brass Construction,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fat Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultravox,
The Neon Judgement,
Skriet,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Stiv Bators,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gong,
ABC,
One Last Wish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.