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 Iraq and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 MC5 to the rock 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Brass Construction,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
Moss Icon,
Newcleus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Blackbyrds,
Fela Kuti,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
Hardrive,
The Five Americans,
Dave Gahan,
Gabor Szabo,
Ronan,
Pole,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
Jawbox,
Das Ding,
Nas,
Buzzcocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Barracudas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pylon,
Black Bananas,
Icehouse,
Don Cherry,
David McCallum,
Robert Görl,
James White and The Blacks,
Chrome,
John Coltrane,
Pere Ubu,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Alison Limerick,
Black Moon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Joyce Sims,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
Crime,
Smog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aural Exciters,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.