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 Comoros and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the rap 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Moss Icon,
The Gap Band,
Drexciya,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
The Last Poets,
Suburban Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Fraelich,
Inner City,
Eden Ahbez,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Easy Going,
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
MDC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quando Quango,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Pantytec,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fela Kuti,
Davy DMX,
Alphaville,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glenn Branca,
L. Decosne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Surgeon,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
Lindisfarne,
Japan,
Tom Boy,
Excepter,
The Wake,
8 Eyed Spy,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Yellowson,
JFA,
Swell Maps,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
The Count Five,
Public Enemy,
KRS-One,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Clarke,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.