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 Japan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 punk 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Rosa Yemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gladiators,
Byron Stingily,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Excepter,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
the Soft Cell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Techniques,
John Lydon,
Gabor Szabo,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
Babytalk,
China Crisis,
The Doors,
Black Bananas,
Thee Headcoats,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lyres,
Brand Nubian,
Tommy Roe,
Television Personalities,
U.S. Maple,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T. Rex,
Eden Ahbez,
Wally Richardson,
Bill Wells,
Theoretical Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cramps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
In Retrospect,
Todd Rundgren,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Divine Comedy,
The Leaves,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Carl Craig,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.