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 Estonia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
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 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 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 Panda Bear to the rock 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Metal Thangz,
Mary Jane Girls,
Half Japanese,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suburban Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Make Up,
The Wake,
The J.B.'s,
The Toasters,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
Barry Ungar,
Wolf Eyes,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
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Sandy B,
Wings,
Slick Rick,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cramps,
The Gap Band,
Ossler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
The Happenings,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gerry Rafferty,
Todd Rundgren,
Wally Richardson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Tremeloes,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Pagans,
Todd Terry,
Absolute Body Control,
Thee Headcoats,
Guru Guru,
Vainqueur,
The Residents,
Cybotron,
Fad Gadget,
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