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 Mozambique and from Lille.
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 Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Unwound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
Patti Smith,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
Joy Division,
Black Sheep,
Neu!,
Joensuu 1685,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David Bowie,
Ponytail,
Das Ding,
Laurel Aitken,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
Minutemen,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Royal Trux,
Yusef Lateef,
Animal Collective,
Deakin,
Hasil Adkins,
Mandrill,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Erasure,
U.S. Maple,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
LL Cool J,
F. McDonald,
Ossler,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Jandek,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
Chrome,
Dennis Brown,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül II,
The Motions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mummies,
Flipper,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Lydon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
Sun City Girls,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.