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 St Lucia and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Los Fastidios,
Nico,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
Slick Rick,
Radiohead,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Altered Images,
Delon & Dalcan,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
ABC,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Desert Stars,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radio Birdman,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cure,
Moby Grape,
Blake Baxter,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
Heaven 17,
Niagra,
Zero Boys,
Adolescents,
Cybotron,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
The Buckinghams,
Josef K,
Marc Almond,
The Wake,
Jacob Miller,
Brothers Johnson,
Slave,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cymande,
Negative Approach,
Young Marble Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.