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 Morocco 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 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 Eddi Front to the jazz 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Sparks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Quadrant,
The Pretty Things,
Zapp,
Quantec,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Erykah Badu,
Malaria!,
The Buckinghams,
Fatback Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Aloha Tigers,
Janne Schatter,
The American Breed,
The Young Rascals,
The Busters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun City Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
the Soft Cell,
Blake Baxter,
Crash Course in Science,
Camouflage,
Cecil Taylor,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet,
F. McDonald,
Colin Newman,
June Days,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joe Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
Tears for Fears,
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Black Flag,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.