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 Montenegro and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yellowson to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scrapy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Iggy Pop,
Model 500,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
Second Layer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gap Band,
Groovy Waters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Adolescents,
Procol Harum,
Delta 5,
June Days,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Subhumans,
Masters at Work,
Nas,
Funkadelic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Buzzcocks,
Eric Dolphy,
Audionom,
D'Angelo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Ornette Coleman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
48th St. Collective,
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boredoms,
Crime,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
Main Source,
Livin' Joy,
Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
Porter Ricks,
Erasure,
Eddi Front,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.