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 Saudi Arabia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Sneak to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Supertramp,
Suicide,
The Dead C,
Malaria!,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
The Cramps,
Nick Fraelich,
June Days,
Kerrie Biddell,
Steve Hackett,
The Selecter,
Soul II Soul,
OOIOO,
Can,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Howard Jones,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
Joyce Sims,
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doors,
Mark Hollis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sixth Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Almond,
Khruangbin,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiohead,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Gong,
Youth Brigade,
Janne Schatter,
Isaac Hayes,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Remains,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABBA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
Davy DMX,
Bush Tetras,
Jimmy McGriff,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.