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 Switzerland and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Magazine,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mandrill,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Kas Product,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grauzone,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
Morten Harket,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Move,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grey Daturas,
The Gap Band,
Black Bananas,
Adolescents,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra,
Connie Case,
The Fall,
The Motions,
The Pretty Things,
Sugar Minott,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Juan Atkins,
In Retrospect,
Joey Negro,
Con Funk Shun,
The Stooges,
Lakeside,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Negative Approach,
The Black Dice,
Bob Dylan,
KRS-One,
Howard Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
Metal Thangz,
Pole,
Ten City,
Cymande,
Dawn Penn,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.