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 Ivory Coast and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Black Pus,
Sun City Girls,
David Bowie,
Blancmange,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jawbox,
Anakelly,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
Ultra Naté,
PIL,
Dennis Brown,
Schoolly D,
Qualms,
The Grass Roots,
Neu!,
Stockholm Monsters,
Malaria!,
Boz Scaggs,
James White and The Blacks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Red Krayola,
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Underground Resistance,
Ossler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Invisible,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Pantytec,
The Remains,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Blackbyrds,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pole,
Kaleidoscope,
MC5,
Steve Hackett,
Eddi Front,
the Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
Kenny Larkin,
Joy Division,
Gang of Four,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Albert Ayler,
Thee Headcoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Lightning Bolt,
Erykah Badu,
Television Personalities,
Adolescents,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.