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 Georgia and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Unrelated Segments to the rap 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gories,
John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
B.T. Express,
David Bowie,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Animal Collective,
David McCallum,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brand Nubian,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Sex Pistols,
Brass Construction,
The Human League,
Erasure,
La Düsseldorf,
Cheater Slicks,
Goldenarms,
The Red Krayola,
Reagan Youth,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
Gang of Four,
Prince Buster,
Jeru the Damaja,
Magma,
Dave Gahan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Misunderstood,
Lakeside,
Marc Almond,
Scratch Acid,
Fear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wire,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
The Neon Judgement,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
The Happenings,
Technova,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.