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 Ivory Coast and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Marvin Gaye,
Loose Ends,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Agent Orange,
Soulsonic Force,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quantec,
The Grass Roots,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Arthur Verocai,
Smog,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Marcia Griffiths,
B.T. Express,
Half Japanese,
Cal Tjader,
Dawn Penn,
Moebius,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pantytec,
John Cale,
The Smiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Buckinghams,
Royal Trux,
The Happenings,
Erykah Badu,
The Beau Brummels,
Jandek,
Althea and Donna,
The Smoke,
Lou Christie,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Alarm Clocks,
Outsiders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
Niagra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
The United States of America,
Guru Guru,
The Cowsills,
Main Source,
E-Dancer,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.