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 Bahrain and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 The Cowsills to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marmalade,
Los Fastidios,
Eden Ahbez,
Moss Icon,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Faust,
Black Flag,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
The Durutti Column,
The Move,
Wire,
The Doors,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neu!,
Zero Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Depeche Mode,
The Tremeloes,
Groovy Waters,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Liliput,
Nico,
Magazine,
Cheater Slicks,
The Litter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Traffic Nightmare,
Procol Harum,
The Standells,
Intrusion,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
Yazoo,
Pussy Galore,
Lungfish,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott Heron,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Metal Thangz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Suburban Knight,
June Days,
Von Mondo,
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q and Not U,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.