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 Egypt and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stockholm Monsters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dave Clark Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Delta 5,
Underground Resistance,
Hasil Adkins,
E-Dancer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quadrant,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Dolphy,
Suicide,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
The Birthday Party,
Goldenarms,
AZ,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Grauzone,
Dorothy Ashby,
In Retrospect,
48th St. Collective,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
The Wake,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Searchers,
Icehouse,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
Josef K,
Robert Hood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Trumans Water,
Howard Jones,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Newcleus,
John Foxx,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
The Saints,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.