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 Bahrain and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hoover to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Morten Harket,
Technova,
The Last Poets,
ABC,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Althea and Donna,
Hardrive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeff Lynne,
Rekid,
Outsiders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Youth Brigade,
Joyce Sims,
Mandrill,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
Blake Baxter,
T.S.O.L.,
Minnie Riperton,
Franke,
The Angels of Light,
Mr. Review,
Judy Mowatt,
Joy Division,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harmonia,
Kerrie Biddell,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Talk Talk,
Bronski Beat,
Symarip,
The Move,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxette,
Black Moon,
Sound Behaviour,
Zapp,
Faraquet,
AZ,
Jawbox,
H. Thieme,
Pole,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.