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 Lesotho and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T.S.O.L. to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian 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?
Sound Behaviour,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
The Tremeloes,
Joe Finger,
The Black Dice,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
The Fugs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fuzztones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
World's Most,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Teasers,
Delta 5,
CMW,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
AZ,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radiopuhelimet,
H. Thieme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thee Headcoats,
Crooked Eye,
The Music Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Von Mondo,
The Sound,
the Normal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aswad,
Pagans,
Siglo XX,
Das Ding,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Byrd,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MDC,
The Martian,
Simply Red,
Robert Görl,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Smog,
Minutemen,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Dead Boys,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.