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 Dominica and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Average White Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Basic Channel,
The Last Poets,
Kas Product,
Chris & Cosey,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Green,
Deadbeat,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Skatalites,
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Germs,
Scion,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Mantronix,
Marvin Gaye,
Main Source,
The Human League,
Animal Collective,
Janne Schatter,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Accadde A,
Spoonie Gee,
Icehouse,
Crash Course in Science,
The Young Rascals,
Suburban Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang of Four,
Masters at Work,
Tears for Fears,
Kaleidoscope,
Franke,
Cluster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skaos,
The Victims,
Lindisfarne,
X-102,
Pet Shop Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.