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 Malta and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Khruangbin,
Subhumans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radio Birdman,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visage,
Nirvana,
Toni Rubio,
Icehouse,
The Motions,
The Vogues,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unrelated Segments,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
The Litter,
Slave,
Erykah Badu,
Wings,
Faraquet,
Fela Kuti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crime,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cybotron,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
John Foxx,
Aswad,
Drexciya,
New York Dolls,
Duran Duran,
Mr. Review,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zapp,
The Real Kids,
James White and The Blacks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Human League,
Liliput,
Ornette Coleman,
The Index,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Clear Light,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grey Daturas,
Tim Buckley,
Little Man,
Quantec,
The Zeros,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.