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 Mexico and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Sound to the jazz 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
the Association,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moleskins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suicide,
The Human League,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronan,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Parry Music,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Visage,
Scion,
Darondo,
Morten Harket,
June of 44,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
Little Man,
Aswad,
The Invisible,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
The Toasters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-Ray Spex,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brass Construction,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Wyatt,
Chris Corsano,
Davy DMX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Suburban Knight,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
Anakelly,
Funky Four + One,
the Germs,
Dawn Penn,
Al Stewart,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant,
The Fortunes,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.