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 Kyrgyzstan and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the jazz 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Archie Shepp,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Association,
the Germs,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donald Byrd,
Blancmange,
The Tremeloes,
Youth Brigade,
Groovy Waters,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aswad,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Eric B and Rakim,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gladiators,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Barbara Tucker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Talk Talk,
Tommy Roe,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pulsallama,
John Lydon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Khruangbin,
T.S.O.L.,
Bootsy Collins,
Das Ding,
Stetsasonic,
Aural Exciters,
Maurizio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dark Day,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alison Limerick,
Young Marble Giants,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.