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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Fluxion to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
David Axelrod,
Average White Band,
Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Kaleidoscope,
Scrapy,
The Count Five,
Deepchord,
The Fall,
10cc,
The Grass Roots,
Sandy B,
Black Pus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lindisfarne,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neu!,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Rod Modell,
Rites of Spring,
Yazoo,
Aswad,
Trumans Water,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Morten Harket,
Drexciya,
Hasil Adkins,
Vainqueur,
Crooked Eye,
Darondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The J.B.'s,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Visage,
The Kinks,
Warsaw,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Cybotron,
Panda Bear,
John Foxx,
AZ,
Newcleus,
Harmonia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magazine,
Bang On A Can,
Joyce Sims,
Ornette Coleman,
Donny Hathaway,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.