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 Portugal and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Junior Murvin to the grunge 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
cv313,
Rotary Connection,
The Fuzztones,
Wasted Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABBA,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Stetsasonic,
John Coltrane,
Jacques Brel,
H. Thieme,
Ronnie Foster,
Agitation Free,
New Age Steppers,
Henry Cow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gap Band,
Scan 7,
World's Most,
The Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Albert Ayler,
The Fall,
Spoonie Gee,
Stereo Dub,
The Divine Comedy,
Aural Exciters,
Marmalade,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Joy Division,
Funky Four + One,
Au Pairs,
The Associates,
The Pop Group,
Barry Ungar,
The Durutti Column,
The Misunderstood,
The Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Görl,
Joe Finger,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Arcadia,
Mr. Review,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cecil Taylor,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.