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 Romania and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Michael McDonald 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 Happenings to the jazz 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
Marvin Gaye,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Christie,
Jerry's Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Surgeon,
the Bar-Kays,
John Foxx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pussy Galore,
Intrusion,
Excepter,
Moby Grape,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rosa Yemen,
Dual Sessions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
Warren Ellis,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Moebius,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
CMW,
Cybotron,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Metal Thangz,
Archie Shepp,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crooked Eye,
Tres Demented,
Loose Ends,
Stetsasonic,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Popol Vuh,
Piero Umiliani,
The Misunderstood,
MC5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Massinfluence,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
June of 44,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.