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 Poland and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
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 organ 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 The Litter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Minor Threat,
X-101,
The Vogues,
Fluxion,
The Birthday Party,
Guru Guru,
ABBA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wally Richardson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
KRS-One,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Human League,
The Angels of Light,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Selecter,
Quantec,
Cymande,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bauhaus,
The Evens,
E-Dancer,
Pagans,
The Names,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ice-T,
Lalann,
Depeche Mode,
Negative Approach,
Au Pairs,
Con Funk Shun,
Sunsets and Hearts,
U.S. Maple,
Deepchord,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
Black Bananas,
D'Angelo,
Slick Rick,
Moebius,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marshall Jefferson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fear,
Cal Tjader,
Scan 7,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yusef Lateef,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.