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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Durutti Column,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
ABC,
Arthur Verocai,
Crispian St. Peters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Sandy B,
Barry Ungar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grey Daturas,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalann,
X-102,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sound,
Mandrill,
The Smiths,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Hardrive,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
Flash Fearless,
Boz Scaggs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Malaria!,
The Gun Club,
H. Thieme,
David Axelrod,
Robert Görl,
The Smoke,
The Last Poets,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Pop Group,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
The Stooges,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.