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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agent Orange to the crunk 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Alice Coltrane,
Jacques Brel,
Crime,
Steve Hackett,
Glenn Branca,
Mr. Review,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
cv313,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Copeland,
Thee Headcoats,
X-Ray Spex,
Bill Near,
Alphaville,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
John Lydon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cramps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Das Ding,
Piero Umiliani,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marine Girls,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ralphi Rosario,
Henry Cow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
CMW,
Second Layer,
Swell Maps,
Scratch Acid,
Mary Jane Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
Quando Quango,
The Remains,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Bill Wells,
The Moleskins,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxette,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.