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 El Salvador and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Byrd to the crunk 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barry Ungar,
This Heat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang of Four,
T. Rex,
Motorama,
Derrick May,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wally Richardson,
Audionom,
Supertramp,
Drexciya,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
The Tremeloes,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
Kas Product,
Barclay James Harvest,
Los Fastidios,
Sixth Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Holt,
Half Japanese,
Whodini,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Barracudas,
Main Source,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
Kerri Chandler,
Mr. Review,
Albert Ayler,
Boz Scaggs,
Scott Walker,
Fat Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
Franke,
The Misunderstood,
The Count Five,
The United States of America,
Sugar Minott,
the Swans,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
EPMD,
La Düsseldorf,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.