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 Iraq and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Minor Threat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Axelrod,
Rosa Yemen,
Carl Craig,
Mandrill,
The Victims,
Excepter,
Robert Hood,
Nas,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
The Searchers,
Marmalade,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Technova,
Amon Düül,
Skriet,
John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Depeche Mode,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
the Normal,
cv313,
Swell Maps,
The Invisible,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
The Busters,
Charles Mingus,
Tears for Fears,
the Sonics,
Hashim,
David Bowie,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quando Quango,
Anakelly,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Hill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mark Hollis,
Q and Not U,
Jacques Brel,
The Litter,
Infiniti,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mo-Dettes,
Khruangbin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stiv Bators,
Deadbeat,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.