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 Andorra and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Moebius to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brick,
Althea and Donna,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool Moe Dee,
EPMD,
Subhumans,
Cybotron,
Minor Threat,
Barrington Levy,
L. Decosne,
Zero Boys,
Minutemen,
Los Fastidios,
The Young Rascals,
Monolake,
The Gories,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Saccharine Trust,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fatback Band,
Icehouse,
Royal Trux,
Intrusion,
Brand Nubian,
Ronnie Foster,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sight & Sound,
Ohio Players,
The Skatalites,
Mo-Dettes,
The Modern Lovers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Black Dice,
Index,
Bluetip,
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
The New Christs,
Flipper,
John Lydon,
Maleditus Sound,
the Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.