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 Italy and from Edmonton.
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 Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Quadrant to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Circle Jerks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Divine Comedy,
One Last Wish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crooked Eye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
The Velvet Underground,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Sneak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
The Grass Roots,
Alison Limerick,
DJ Style,
The Cure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cramps,
Letta Mbulu,
Kas Product,
Gong,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Walker Brothers,
Jawbox,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
Rites of Spring,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
Juan Atkins,
Heaven 17,
Colin Newman,
Banda Bassotti,
Moss Icon,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.