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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Human League to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sällskapet,
10cc,
The Leaves,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young,
Country Teasers,
Cameo,
Dead Boys,
The Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Offenders,
JFA,
Tres Demented,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Pylon,
Cluster,
The Electric Prunes,
Wings,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Lou Reed,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
The Monks,
Idris Muhammad,
The Victims,
Al Stewart,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sam Rivers,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
The Doors,
Groovy Waters,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Görl,
Model 500,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.