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 Samoa and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Arthur Verocai to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zapp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stetsasonic,
Suburban Knight,
Fluxion,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül II,
Scientists,
Gong,
Unrelated Segments,
Moby Grape,
Oneida,
Minor Threat,
Hot Snakes,
Radio Birdman,
Ornette Coleman,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ponytail,
Byron Stingily,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani,
Davy DMX,
Warsaw,
Siglo XX,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
Harry Pussy,
The Vogues,
Mantronix,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Human League,
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Marvin Gaye,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eurythmics,
the Bar-Kays,
U.S. Maple,
The Dirtbombs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.