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 Andorra and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Cal Tjader,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Flag,
Lou Christie,
Mars,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
New Age Steppers,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Lalann,
Magazine,
F. McDonald,
Albert Ayler,
Joey Negro,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Procol Harum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tubeway Army,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
Banda Bassotti,
One Last Wish,
The Slackers,
Soft Machine,
Guru Guru,
Charles Mingus,
K-Klass,
Colin Newman,
Newcleus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brand Nubian,
CMW,
Blancmange,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Normal,
Delta 5,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gun Club,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
The Angels of Light,
Half Japanese,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.