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 Grenada and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jeru the Damaja to the jazz 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Massinfluence,
Public Enemy,
The Gladiators,
Das Ding,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
Procol Harum,
DJ Sneak,
The Smiths,
Warsaw,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Severed Heads,
Brass Construction,
John Cale,
Ice-T,
Intrusion,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Black Flag,
John Lydon,
The Black Dice,
The Barracudas,
Desert Stars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bob Dylan,
Skaos,
Japan,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Arthur Verocai,
The Birthday Party,
Symarip,
Albert Ayler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Young Marble Giants,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Godley & Creme,
Ornette Coleman,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare,
Lakeside,
Drexciya,
Grey Daturas,
Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Faraquet,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.