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 China and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 John Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Glenn Branca,
The Gap Band,
Jacob Miller,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
Pulsallama,
The Grass Roots,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Bananas,
Sällskapet,
Easy Going,
Television,
The Happenings,
Panda Bear,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sister Nancy,
ABC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxette,
The Star Department,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Stooges,
Pantytec,
Masters at Work,
Boredoms,
Inner City,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
JFA,
Soft Cell,
The Count Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Adolescents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Darondo,
Blossom Toes,
Model 500,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Chris & Cosey,
Negative Approach,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
The Offenders,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Marcia Griffiths,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.