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 Sierra Leone and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
H. Thieme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Byrd,
Anakelly,
Kaleidoscope,
Brick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
Essential Logic,
Gang Starr,
Eric B and Rakim,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
The New Christs,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul Sonic Force,
Interpol,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABBA,
Fluxion,
Television Personalities,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Fraelich,
Brothers Johnson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeff Mills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sugar Minott,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
Bauhaus,
Amazonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Donald Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
La Düsseldorf,
David Bowie,
AZ,
Thompson Twins,
Kurtis Blow,
Agitation Free,
Gerry Rafferty,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
Sight & Sound,
Bad Manners,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.