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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skriet to the dance 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
The Star Department,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brand Nubian,
Traffic Nightmare,
Simply Red,
Pussy Galore,
Babytalk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Inner City,
Lalann,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
Lucky Dragons,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
H. Thieme,
K-Klass,
Donald Byrd,
June Days,
Faust,
This Heat,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dead C,
Fad Gadget,
Pierre Henry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Neon Judgement,
Essential Logic,
UT,
10cc,
Cecil Taylor,
Intrusion,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Whodini,
Fat Boys,
Japan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cure,
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.