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 East Timor and from Manila.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Marc Almond to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Blues Magoos,
Morten Harket,
Pylon,
Wally Richardson,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Near,
Dead Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Thee Headcoats,
Dave Gahan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Darondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-101,
Derrick May,
Lakeside,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Raincoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
Can,
Intrusion,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
The Neon Judgement,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
Los Fastidios,
Boz Scaggs,
Wasted Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jerry's Kids,
The Invisible,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Circle Jerks,
Deepchord,
Quadrant,
Monks,
L. Decosne,
Josef K,
Gang of Four,
Goldenarms,
Warren Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.