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 Canada and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the disco 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Tears for Fears,
The American Breed,
The Fuzztones,
Sugar Minott,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
48th St. Collective,
Khruangbin,
Cybotron,
Judy Mowatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Rites of Spring,
Leonard Cohen,
Audionom,
The Happenings,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
Nik Kershaw,
Television,
Scion,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed,
Gregory Isaacs,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Cell,
Byron Stingily,
The Music Machine,
Pylon,
Con Funk Shun,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dennis Brown,
Funkadelic,
Unwound,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
The Selecter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
Newcleus,
Oblivians,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bad Manners,
FM Einheit,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Buzzcocks,
Radiohead,
Matthew Halsall,
The Vogues,
Marmalade,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rapeman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Negative Approach,
The Beau Brummels,
Q65,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
The Searchers,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.