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 Macedonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Sam Rivers to the electroclash 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
U.S. Maple,
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Raincoats,
Das Ding,
Faraquet,
Blancmange,
Audionom,
The Fugs,
Black Moon,
Crooked Eye,
Nico,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blossom Toes,
Ronan,
Agitation Free,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Bourne,
Aural Exciters,
Model 500,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bronski Beat,
Roxette,
Marine Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective,
Nas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Sixth Finger,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Janne Schatter,
Mark Hollis,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Sherman,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Q65,
John Foxx,
The Gap Band,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.