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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
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 Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Shadows of Knight to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Saccharine Trust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lyres,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Foxx,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine,
Scan 7,
The Fugs,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Human League,
Sparks,
X-102,
Yusef Lateef,
Easy Going,
The Motions,
Funky Four + One,
The United States of America,
The Index,
Fat Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Quando Quango,
Oblivians,
48th St. Collective,
Piero Umiliani,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kayak,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rekid,
Mark Hollis,
Donald Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
The Red Krayola,
The Doors,
Blake Baxter,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quantec,
Reagan Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.