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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 John Lydon to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Juan Atkins,
Mr. Review,
Chrome,
kango's stein massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Moon,
Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Goldenarms,
Piero Umiliani,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MC5,
Judy Mowatt,
The Evens,
The Red Krayola,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Quadrant,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar,
X-101,
Flamin' Groovies,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q65,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Section 25,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Terry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cure,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Moleskins,
The Pop Group,
the Slits,
The Gun Club,
Harmonia,
Loose Ends,
the Swans,
Dead Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bob Dylan,
Interpol,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.