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 Ireland 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Seeds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Hoover,
The New Christs,
Pole,
Roxette,
a-ha,
Al Stewart,
Model 500,
Guru Guru,
Clear Light,
Peter & Gordon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
The Slits,
Fear,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fuzztones,
The Happenings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stereo Dub,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
Wasted Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Terry,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cymande,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bill Wells,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
PIL,
Minnie Riperton,
Organ,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television Personalities,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crash Course in Science,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marine Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Au Pairs,
Bluetip,
Tubeway Army,
Eric Copeland,
Junior Murvin,
Intrusion,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.