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 Slovakia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cowsills,
Delon & Dalcan,
Adolescents,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
Yusef Lateef,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Reuben Wilson,
X-102,
Mad Mike,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
Maleditus Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
The Blackbyrds,
OOIOO,
Unwound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alton Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
MDC,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Interpol,
Rufus Thomas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sexual Harrassment,
E-Dancer,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
Visage,
DJ Style,
The Associates,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radio Birdman,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Cheater Slicks,
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Ultra Naté,
ABBA,
Ken Boothe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.