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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 R.M.O. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
The Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
Black Moon,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
World's Most,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bauhaus,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The United States of America,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suburban Knight,
R.M.O.,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
Organ,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
James White and The Blacks,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rufus Thomas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Banda Bassotti,
Drexciya,
Siglo XX,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Barrington Levy,
T. Rex,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Sheep,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
Malaria!,
a-ha,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed,
Oblivians,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.