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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Alice Coltrane to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Rapeman,
Prince Buster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mandrill,
Rakim,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blackbyrds,
Crooked Eye,
Bauhaus,
Infiniti,
Lalann,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Associates,
Ronan,
Tears for Fears,
The Grass Roots,
Porter Ricks,
Franke,
Heaven 17,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Pus,
Jawbox,
Average White Band,
Little Man,
Organ,
Pantaleimon,
AZ,
Main Source,
Altered Images,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Drexciya,
Fear,
Lou Reed,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Lynne,
UT,
Archie Shepp,
Oneida,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Echospace,
Ponytail,
the Bar-Kays,
World's Most,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Sällskapet,
The Moody Blues,
The Motions,
Masters at Work,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.