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 Croatia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Byrd to the grunge 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Black Bananas,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
The Mummies,
CMW,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Darondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Red Krayola,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unwound,
Kenny Larkin,
Morten Harket,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Graham Central Station,
Boredoms,
The Offenders,
Livin' Joy,
Excepter,
Loose Ends,
Metal Thangz,
Rapeman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minutemen,
Supertramp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultra Naté,
Whodini,
Leonard Cohen,
The Music Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Yusef Lateef,
The Stooges,
Robert Hood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Maurizio,
John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Lindisfarne,
Gang of Four,
Ronan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Clear Light,
Sarah Menescal,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.