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 Colombia and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Pere Ubu,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Accadde A,
Eric B and Rakim,
Boz Scaggs,
Liliput,
Ituana,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Ronan,
Bob Dylan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
D'Angelo,
Alice Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Siglo XX,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül,
Khruangbin,
DNA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smoke,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Kenny Larkin,
Oblivians,
Eddi Front,
Tropical Tobacco,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Judy Mowatt,
Heaven 17,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiohead,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.