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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Carl Craig to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Bananas,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
FM Einheit,
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
Qualms,
Kerri Chandler,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
JFA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lucky Dragons,
Metal Thangz,
Malaria!,
Mars,
Eric B and Rakim,
One Last Wish,
The Stooges,
Joy Division,
New York Dolls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harmonia,
Oblivians,
OOIOO,
Connie Case,
Monks,
Henry Cow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
Ronnie Foster,
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
X-102,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
Jacob Miller,
Maleditus Sound,
Supertramp,
Crash Course in Science,
Ossler,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.