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 Mali and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
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 linndrum 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 Human League to the disco 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Camouflage,
Joe Finger,
Arab on Radar,
Brand Nubian,
ABBA,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Doors,
Chris Corsano,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q and Not U,
Brass Construction,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Evens,
Jeff Lynne,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
Roxy Music,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Talk Talk,
Royal Trux,
Joy Division,
Accadde A,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
Clear Light,
Young Marble Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Lungfish,
Mr. Review,
Jesper Dahlback,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
The Vogues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Todd Terry,
Rod Modell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Velvet Underground,
Mandrill,
The Young Rascals,
Brothers Johnson,
Scratch Acid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cal Tjader,
Marshall Jefferson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.