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 Lebanon and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Rapeman to the punk 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Y Pants,
Oblivians,
The Young Rascals,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sixth Finger,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sandy B,
The Gap Band,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
Brick,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
The Wake,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Count Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terry Callier,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronnie Foster,
Mars,
Donny Hathaway,
Reuben Wilson,
Oneida,
The Durutti Column,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fuzztones,
Adolescents,
Metal Thangz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nirvana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brand Nubian,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Heaven 17,
Von Mondo,
The Move,
The Standells,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Holt,
Deadbeat,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.