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 Namibia and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lindisfarne to the punk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
Whodini,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Sight & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Scientists,
Ultimate Spinach,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
The Mummies,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rotary Connection,
Das Ding,
F. McDonald,
Young Marble Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Little Man,
Bush Tetras,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bauhaus,
Faraquet,
Lou Christie,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Vogues,
Bronski Beat,
E-Dancer,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.