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 Burkina and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes 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 Ultravox to the funk 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Moss Icon,
David Axelrod,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
Quadrant,
The Gun Club,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quantec,
Depeche Mode,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
Yusef Lateef,
Eddi Front,
Youth Brigade,
Crispian St. Peters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
Pole,
Los Fastidios,
Roxette,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Terry,
Ohio Players,
The Walker Brothers,
The Litter,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
The Kinks,
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Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Supertramp,
Magma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerri Chandler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Surgeon,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
ABC,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Monochrome Set,
Smog,
A Certain Ratio,
Agitation Free,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Victims,
Man Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Pagans,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.