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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pretty Things to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Victims,
Slave,
X-102,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hot Snakes,
Judy Mowatt,
Flipper,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Golliwogs,
Los Fastidios,
The Walker Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
A Certain Ratio,
Jeff Mills,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
The Martian,
Magma,
Mary Jane Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Mantronix,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cecil Taylor,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doors,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Associates,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker,
Ludus,
Joe Smooth,
Alice Coltrane,
Rapeman,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
Arcadia,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slackers,
Susan Cadogan,
Stetsasonic,
Kerri Chandler,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marcia Griffiths,
OOIOO,
David Bowie,
Silicon Teens,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
China Crisis,
Black Flag,
Sixth Finger,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Inner City,
Chrome,
Arab on Radar,
Television Personalities,
The Velvet Underground,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.