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 Malaysia and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Pierre Henry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Davy DMX,
The Toasters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eurythmics,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Max Romeo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Teasers,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Excepter,
The Slits,
The Cure,
Skarface,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
The Grass Roots,
Deepchord,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
The American Breed,
Bronski Beat,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Ludus,
Bobby Sherman,
New Order,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hoover,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Von Mondo,
Janne Schatter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
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.