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 Liechtenstein and from New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Monolake,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tears for Fears,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
Nas,
The Barracudas,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Metal Thangz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crime,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mary Jane Girls,
David Axelrod,
the Normal,
the Germs,
Von Mondo,
Circle Jerks,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joey Negro,
Funky Four + One,
Desert Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Reuben Wilson,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Negative Approach,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Skaos,
Joensuu 1685,
Bad Manners,
Dark Day,
The Buckinghams,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rekid,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
Pussy Galore,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
AZ,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.