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 Iceland 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Excepter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Monolake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skaos,
Monks,
Stetsasonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacob Miller,
Panda Bear,
In Retrospect,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Patti Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Music Machine,
Bluetip,
The Sound,
Roxy Music,
Byron Stingily,
Visage,
The Skatalites,
Pagans,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pylon,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Joe Smooth,
Nico,
John Lydon,
Pere Ubu,
Nas,
Albert Ayler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiohead,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds,
the Human League,
The Associates,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.