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 Spain and from London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 AZ to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Bauhaus,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Cal Tjader,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra,
China Crisis,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
John Coltrane,
Warsaw,
Michelle Simonal,
Mo-Dettes,
The Remains,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe,
Agent Orange,
Grey Daturas,
Funkadelic,
Sixth Finger,
Sister Nancy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fuzztones,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tres Demented,
The Raincoats,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Heaven 17,
Dave Gahan,
Ornette Coleman,
The Knickerbockers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pole,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Wire,
Arab on Radar,
Marine Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
JFA,
Livin' Joy,
Man Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.