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 Iran and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grime 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Amazonics,
Inner City,
Joy Division,
Zapp,
Bill Near,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Television,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ituana,
The Wake,
Donald Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
Lakeside,
Flipper,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slave,
Rakim,
Derrick May,
Drexciya,
Henry Cow,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
Matthew Bourne,
New Order,
Stereo Dub,
Janne Schatter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Görl,
Curtis Mayfield,
CMW,
Easy Going,
Icehouse,
ABC,
Aaron Thompson,
Toni Rubio,
Dead Boys,
Faust,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wire,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Lyres,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crime,
Fad Gadget,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.