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 Lesotho and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the electroclash 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions,
This Heat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
New York Dolls,
Royal Trux,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
The Smoke,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Al Stewart,
The Index,
Bill Wells,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Womack,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bootsy Collins,
Half Japanese,
Mad Mike,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gong,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
Jacques Brel,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Can,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker,
The United States of America,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Christie,
Man Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
China Crisis,
Soul II Soul,
Blancmange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Hill,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
Kenny Larkin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bluetip,
Television,
Steve Hackett,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.