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 Sudan and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Move to the jazz 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wally Richardson,
Siglo XX,
Little Man,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang of Four,
Theoretical Girls,
Bluetip,
Yazoo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Intrusion,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hashim,
Neil Young,
Loose Ends,
Arab on Radar,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Hoover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Normal,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
The Monks,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gabor Szabo,
Pulsallama,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
The Cowsills,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Darondo,
Joy Division,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
The Wake,
Quadrant,
Wasted Youth,
The Litter,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
Radiohead,
Jacques Brel,
Los Fastidios,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.