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 Kosovo and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the disco 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
Ornette Coleman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
The Fugs,
John Lydon,
The Litter,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Aural Exciters,
Maleditus Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yellowson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Harmonia,
The Standells,
Sound Behaviour,
Lyres,
Hasil Adkins,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Vainqueur,
The Star Department,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
World's Most,
Nas,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Kerri Chandler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Saints,
Goldenarms,
Alice Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Parry Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harry Pussy,
Scrapy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Blancmange,
Sexual Harrassment,
Idris Muhammad,
David Axelrod,
Sight & Sound,
Delta 5,
Pharoah Sanders,
Michelle Simonal,
Anakelly,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.