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 Jordan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Andrew Hill to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cramps,
Metal Thangz,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
The Electric Prunes,
Pere Ubu,
Eden Ahbez,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dorothy Ashby,
Niagra,
Radiohead,
Organ,
The Searchers,
Boredoms,
Ronnie Foster,
Goldenarms,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mojo Men,
Sugar Minott,
Chris Corsano,
Pylon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Urselle,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ice-T,
Gang of Four,
The Leaves,
Reuben Wilson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Pet Shop Boys,
Excepter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
Sex Pistols,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Erykah Badu,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Christie,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bush Tetras,
One Last Wish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
Hoover,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.