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 Fiji and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Unrelated Segments to the crunk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Easy Going,
The Red Krayola,
E-Dancer,
The Young Rascals,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nik Kershaw,
48th St. Collective,
Severed Heads,
R.M.O.,
Patti Smith,
The Gories,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Babytalk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Golliwogs,
The Dead C,
Dark Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Matthew Halsall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erykah Badu,
Roxy Music,
Scion,
The Vogues,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smiths,
Amazonics,
The Gladiators,
Procol Harum,
Kenny Larkin,
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young,
Cecil Taylor,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker,
Ronnie Foster,
Ornette Coleman,
Television Personalities,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sugar Minott,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Godley & Creme,
Loose Ends,
The Real Kids,
Deadbeat,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.