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 Senegal and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
Lou Christie,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Red Krayola,
Sällskapet,
Cal Tjader,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bauhaus,
Guru Guru,
Pagans,
Black Flag,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Invisible,
Camberwell Now,
Joyce Sims,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Con Funk Shun,
Essential Logic,
John Cale,
Nirvana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Hoover,
U.S. Maple,
Crispian St. Peters,
Laurel Aitken,
Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Seeds,
the Slits,
The Count Five,
Yazoo,
The Vogues,
Robert Görl,
Charles Mingus,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.