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 Chile and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Das Ding to the grunge 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
Brand Nubian,
Joensuu 1685,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
Josef K,
Black Flag,
Tom Boy,
Masters at Work,
Essential Logic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eddi Front,
Ice-T,
Scan 7,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Five Americans,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick May,
Model 500,
The Victims,
Pierre Henry,
The Gun Club,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pantaleimon,
Zapp,
The Associates,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
Parry Music,
Hoover,
Al Stewart,
Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Susan Cadogan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Monks,
Mo-Dettes,
Average White Band,
Sight & Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mummies,
The Neon Judgement,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.