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 Bahamas and from Delhi.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sister Nancy to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Smog,
Television Personalities,
Japan,
Deadbeat,
The Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Peter and Kerry,
DJ Style,
Swell Maps,
The Cowsills,
Piero Umiliani,
Rapeman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Maleditus Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Accadde A,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
The United States of America,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
a-ha,
The Divine Comedy,
Icehouse,
The Pretty Things,
the Bar-Kays,
cv313,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Hood,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Neil Young,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Niagra,
Make Up,
Brothers Johnson,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.