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 Rwanda and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare,
Panda Bear,
Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Raincoats,
Au Pairs,
Interpol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang On A Can,
Arthur Verocai,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül II,
Mark Hollis,
R.M.O.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Stooges,
Flash Fearless,
Pere Ubu,
Jacob Miller,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Foxx,
Maurizio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Talk Talk,
Soulsonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slave,
Bobby Sherman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Index,
Carl Craig,
Amon Düül,
Malaria!,
Laurel Aitken,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiohead,
Monolake,
Pantytec,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spoonie Gee,
Mission of Burma,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.