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 San Marino and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Glambeats Corp.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scion,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Young Marble Giants,
Crash Course in Science,
Au Pairs,
Eric Dolphy,
OOIOO,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-102,
Junior Murvin,
Depeche Mode,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Move,
Jacob Miller,
Underground Resistance,
Bronski Beat,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fall,
the Human League,
Byron Stingily,
Guru Guru,
JFA,
The Smiths,
Bush Tetras,
Minnie Riperton,
Motorama,
Deepchord,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thompson Twins,
The Zeros,
The Associates,
Fear,
Chrome,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Remains,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June of 44,
Hashim,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
Rapeman,
Harmonia,
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Youth Brigade,
Amazonics,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.