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 Cyprus and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lucky Dragons to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
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,
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zapp,
DNA,
Oneida,
Chrome,
10cc,
Slave,
T. Rex,
Youth Brigade,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Interpol,
Little Man,
E-Dancer,
The Five Americans,
Anakelly,
Radio Birdman,
Skarface,
Make Up,
The Skatalites,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pagans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doors,
EPMD,
D'Angelo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry's Kids,
Blake Baxter,
Y Pants,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
The Star Department,
Television,
James White and The Blacks,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.