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 Seychelles and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Real Kids to the electroclash 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle 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?
Mantronix,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hot Snakes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scan 7,
Second Layer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chris Corsano,
Smog,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
The Modern Lovers,
AZ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
MC5,
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlback,
Procol Harum,
the Bar-Kays,
The Walker Brothers,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Carl Craig,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bluetip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
Barrington Levy,
New York Dolls,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Albert Ayler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blackbyrds,
Pantytec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donny Hathaway,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Byrd,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics,
The Moleskins,
Japan,
ABC,
Tom Boy,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Sherman,
Fat Boys,
Rod Modell,
Franke,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
Pierre Henry,
Can,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.