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 Guatemala 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Cale to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Easy Going,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
Wasted Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roy Ayers,
The Young Rascals,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sight & Sound,
The Star Department,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Adolescents,
Isaac Hayes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Symarip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Moon,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
Au Pairs,
Nils Olav,
AZ,
Sixth Finger,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantytec,
Bill Near,
Donald Byrd,
Jawbox,
Heaven 17,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxette,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Basic Channel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.