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 Barbados and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Sun Ra,
Rekid,
Erasure,
Stereo Dub,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tom Boy,
the Normal,
Vainqueur,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fall,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shuggie Otis,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
Byron Stingily,
MC5,
Laurel Aitken,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
AZ,
Josef K,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Young Marble Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
New Age Steppers,
Chrome,
The Cowsills,
The Leaves,
Electric Prunes,
Oblivians,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Görl,
The Gories,
The Smoke,
Bootsy Collins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Guru Guru,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
Deepchord,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Outsiders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.