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 Taiwan and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare 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 The Evens to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Clarke,
Junior Murvin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry,
Joey Negro,
Suicide,
Minny Pops,
The Golliwogs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Supertramp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ituana,
John Coltrane,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
The Selecter,
Kaleidoscope,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deadbeat,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The J.B.'s,
Pylon,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fuzztones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aloha Tigers,
Skriet,
The Durutti Column,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
Agitation Free,
Connie Case,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
The Neon Judgement,
Agent Orange,
Angry Samoans,
Bill Wells,
John Lydon,
Hashim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
Cal Tjader,
Moss Icon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
cv313,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.