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 Malta and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Detroit Cobras to the dance 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
OOIOO,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barrington Levy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ronan,
The Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camouflage,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Normal,
Icehouse,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unrelated Segments,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ten City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dead C,
Average White Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Simply Red,
This Heat,
The Residents,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
LL Cool J,
The Red Krayola,
The Litter,
Agent Orange,
Roxy Music,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slave,
Radiohead,
Little Man,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
AZ,
Flipper,
Pussy Galore,
David Bowie,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lakeside,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
The Mojo Men,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.