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 Finland and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Dawn Penn to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
The Walker Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Janne Schatter,
Shuggie Otis,
Heaven 17,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Sonics,
Brand Nubian,
E-Dancer,
Bad Manners,
Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare,
Camberwell Now,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tubeway Army,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultimate Spinach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Womack,
The Doors,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fall,
The Black Dice,
Von Mondo,
Bauhaus,
D'Angelo,
Yazoo,
Ponytail,
Spandau Ballet,
T. Rex,
Harmonia,
Roxette,
The Golliwogs,
Crooked Eye,
Boogie Down Productions,
Royal Trux,
Roxy Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DNA,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
Lightning Bolt,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stereo Dub,
Das Ding,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.