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 Kiribati and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Gladiators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
Theoretical Girls,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
Marc Almond,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marmalade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
UT,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
Public Enemy,
Jacob Miller,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funkadelic,
E-Dancer,
Motorama,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Heaven 17,
Swell Maps,
Patti Smith,
R.M.O.,
Silicon Teens,
ABBA,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stereo Dub,
The Detroit Cobras,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Womack,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Bush Tetras,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quantec,
Au Pairs,
Moby Grape,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Reagan Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
Donny Hathaway,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.