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 Russia and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
Television,
New Order,
Talk Talk,
The Evens,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agitation Free,
Q65,
Arthur Verocai,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
Vainqueur,
Khruangbin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aural Exciters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cramps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
B.T. Express,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Zero Boys,
FM Einheit,
Pussy Galore,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Beau Brummels,
The United States of America,
Nils Olav,
The Durutti Column,
Public Enemy,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Knickerbockers,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Hill,
Black Flag,
Letta Mbulu,
Dead Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bush Tetras,
Magma,
New Age Steppers,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crime,
Drexciya,
Mark Hollis,
Eurythmics,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.