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 Zambia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Negative Approach,
The Raincoats,
Panda Bear,
Niagra,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
Heaven 17,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
The J.B.'s,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
the Human League,
Yaz,
Nick Fraelich,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Juan Atkins,
Arab on Radar,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cameo,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Average White Band,
Dave Gahan,
Minnie Riperton,
Quando Quango,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Sherman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Patti Smith,
Alphaville,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
Kurtis Blow,
Ossler,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Index,
Andrew Hill,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.