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 Haiti and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rufus Thomas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hardrive,
Jandek,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Selecter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Index,
Loose Ends,
The Trojans,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Mo-Dettes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moody Blues,
Half Japanese,
Fugazi,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Max Romeo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chris Corsano,
Funkadelic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Second Layer,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Hill,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Bar-Kays,
Reagan Youth,
Smog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Grey Daturas,
Outsiders,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Music Machine,
The Last Poets,
Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drexciya,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.