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 Cape Verde and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Juan Atkins to the disco 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Inner City,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-102,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
F. McDonald,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Y Pants,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Fat Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus,
Jacques Brel,
Erasure,
Joyce Sims,
The Slackers,
Al Stewart,
Lightning Bolt,
Sarah Menescal,
The Litter,
Howard Jones,
Television Personalities,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Pus,
ABC,
The Zeros,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
a-ha,
Bad Manners,
Soft Machine,
Ohio Players,
Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
the Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Khruangbin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Masters at Work,
Interpol,
Tres Demented,
The Martian,
The Residents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.