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 Colombia and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Judy Mowatt to the rock 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
KRS-One,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pop Group,
Banda Bassotti,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
In Retrospect,
Kayak,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
Sparks,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ponytail,
Bush Tetras,
Pulsallama,
The Last Poets,
The Dirtbombs,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Desert Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Machine,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Throbbing Gristle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Christie,
The Gladiators,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
ABC,
Scan 7,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
Y Pants,
Wire,
Mission of Burma,
Mo-Dettes,
Ken Boothe,
Chris Corsano,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.