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 Yemen and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Glambeats Corp. to the disco 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
Eurythmics,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Skaos,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
Neil Young,
the Swans,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Minny Pops,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare,
Accadde A,
Maurizio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
MDC,
Make Up,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Das Ding,
L. Decosne,
Marc Almond,
Con Funk Shun,
Nas,
PIL,
The Index,
The Divine Comedy,
Morten Harket,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
The Golliwogs,
Henry Cow,
Basic Channel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unrelated Segments,
Pere Ubu,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Skriet,
La Düsseldorf,
Half Japanese,
Pierre Henry,
Pagans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radio Birdman,
Arab on Radar,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Cameo,
The Martian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Index,
Lower 48,
Letta Mbulu,
June Days,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.