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 Comoros and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deepchord to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fall,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Mission of Burma,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Can,
The Neon Judgement,
the Human League,
Half Japanese,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers,
The Misunderstood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül II,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sam Rivers,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Pretty Things,
Section 25,
The Gories,
Make Up,
Davy DMX,
Newcleus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Colin Newman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dead C,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
The Skatalites,
Barbara Tucker,
Theoretical Girls,
the Sonics,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
OOIOO,
Jacob Miller,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalann,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rufus Thomas,
FM Einheit,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
Angry Samoans,
CMW,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.