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 Peru and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marine Girls to the punk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
Second Layer,
Young Marble Giants,
Reagan Youth,
Pantytec,
T.S.O.L.,
Depeche Mode,
Swans,
the Swans,
Skriet,
Bootsy Collins,
Brass Construction,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Schoolly D,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
Cymande,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Sherman,
X-101,
Darondo,
The Martian,
Lou Christie,
Iggy Pop,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Los Fastidios,
The J.B.'s,
The Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dave Gahan,
Dual Sessions,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
Ken Boothe,
Ronan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
Skaos,
The Wake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Count Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
The Standells,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.