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 Azerbaijan and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Young Rascals to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Eve St. Jones,
Au Pairs,
Piero Umiliani,
Mission of Burma,
Mandrill,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Loose Ends,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
Supertramp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Carl Craig,
Moby Grape,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
Half Japanese,
John Foxx,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers,
OOIOO,
Al Stewart,
KRS-One,
Nirvana,
Model 500,
Fad Gadget,
Chrome,
Ludus,
Siglo XX,
the Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
Interpol,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Monolake,
The Index,
John Holt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ken Boothe,
the Germs,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
Thompson Twins,
David Bowie,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
Scrapy,
Peter & Gordon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
UT,
Albert Ayler,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barry Ungar,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.