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 Poland and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Zero Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
Josef K,
Severed Heads,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
Bluetip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Massinfluence,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pulsallama,
Eve St. Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
Ornette Coleman,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dorothy Ashby,
Make Up,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gap Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
Angry Samoans,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Wake,
The Victims,
Erasure,
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
The J.B.'s,
Livin' Joy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hardrive,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
Ultimate Spinach,
Excepter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Darondo,
Television,
ABC,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.