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 South Africa and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott Heron,
Patti Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers,
Simply Red,
Aswad,
Ituana,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blackbyrds,
Visage,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
The J.B.'s,
Sexual Harrassment,
Whodini,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harry Pussy,
The Kinks,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
the Association,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
The Searchers,
Crooked Eye,
the Germs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Vogues,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pierre Henry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
Lou Christie,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare,
Echospace,
Inner City,
The New Christs,
Deakin,
Donald Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moss Icon,
Maurizio,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.