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 the UAE and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
These Immortal Souls,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Cameo,
World's Most,
Quantec,
Reuben Wilson,
The New Christs,
the Association,
Yaz,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cowsills,
Drexciya,
One Last Wish,
Mission of Burma,
John Holt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Qualms,
La Düsseldorf,
Sandy B,
Metal Thangz,
Scan 7,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Green,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
Subhumans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Graham Central Station,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Joy Division,
Jeff Lynne,
The Electric Prunes,
Banda Bassotti,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Womack,
Wolf Eyes,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABBA,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Funkadelic,
Ronnie Foster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.