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 Marshall Islands and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Finger,
The Red Krayola,
Matthew Halsall,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Womack,
Dark Day,
R.M.O.,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
Buzzcocks,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
Derrick May,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
Organ,
Gichy Dan,
Second Layer,
Gang of Four,
Wolf Eyes,
The Evens,
Ken Boothe,
Visage,
the Slits,
DNA,
the Normal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Swans,
Robert Görl,
Todd Rundgren,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minutemen,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson,
Althea and Donna,
The Human League,
Morten Harket,
The Wake,
The Fall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
The Associates,
Donald Byrd,
K-Klass,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.