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 Philippines and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moebius to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Smog,
Procol Harum,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Angry Samoans,
The Fire Engines,
Arthur Verocai,
Quando Quango,
The Young Rascals,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Quantec,
The Trojans,
The Five Americans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Residents,
Silicon Teens,
Nico,
Wire,
Crime,
Blossom Toes,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Womack,
Charles Mingus,
Warsaw,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Theoretical Girls,
Country Teasers,
Gang Green,
The Cramps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sandy B,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Fraelich,
The Kinks,
Jawbox,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare,
June Days,
Lalo Schifrin,
Average White Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Martian,
Ituana,
Shoche,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
Derrick May,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.