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 Spain and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alphaville to the grime 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Terry,
Morten Harket,
The New Christs,
June Days,
Rotary Connection,
T. Rex,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barbara Tucker,
Whodini,
The Dead C,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slits,
Fugazi,
Joyce Sims,
Funkadelic,
Sällskapet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Grass Roots,
Chris & Cosey,
Vainqueur,
The Velvet Underground,
Boogie Down Productions,
Procol Harum,
Buzzcocks,
Sparks,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Derrick May,
Quantec,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Rundgren,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Funky Four + One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sight & Sound,
Los Fastidios,
Ituana,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Technova,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.