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 Senegal and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Sällskapet to the techno 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nils Olav,
Silicon Teens,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Television Personalities,
Zero Boys,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
Absolute Body Control,
Drive Like Jehu,
Unrelated Segments,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anthony Braxton,
Toni Rubio,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
Basic Channel,
Minor Threat,
Prince Buster,
Angry Samoans,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
Excepter,
The Sound,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Fluxion,
Derrick May,
Intrusion,
Main Source,
The Selecter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
Electric Prunes,
Second Layer,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Copeland,
DJ Sneak,
Colin Newman,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.