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 Malta and from Lille.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Radiopuhelimet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
Slave,
Gang Starr,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Misunderstood,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Star Department,
Kerrie Biddell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra,
Main Source,
Max Romeo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barrington Levy,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
Marvin Gaye,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jacques Brel,
David McCallum,
Hasil Adkins,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kas Product,
Pantaleimon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Flash Fearless,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
Gang of Four,
The American Breed,
Ronan,
Quadrant,
The United States of America,
Black Bananas,
Japan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Circle Jerks,
H. Thieme,
Adolescents,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.