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 Congo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Minny Pops,
The Tremeloes,
Pussy Galore,
Lindisfarne,
China Crisis,
Visage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donald Byrd,
Guru Guru,
Television Personalities,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective,
EPMD,
Mad Mike,
Letta Mbulu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minutemen,
Yazoo,
Scientists,
Mars,
Isaac Hayes,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Moby Grape,
Deepchord,
The Angels of Light,
Porter Ricks,
Matthew Bourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Pylon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pole,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magma,
Heaven 17,
Fluxion,
Bobby Womack,
Bang On A Can,
Amazonics,
Jandek,
June Days,
Chrome,
The Red Krayola,
Con Funk Shun,
Minor Threat,
Wings,
Make Up,
Crash Course in Science,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.