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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jimmy McGriff to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Audionom,
Cheater Slicks,
Soft Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crash Course in Science,
Young Marble Giants,
UT,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
The Black Dice,
Cabaret Voltaire,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
Kayak,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crispian St. Peters,
Byron Stingily,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Iggy Pop,
Nils Olav,
LL Cool J,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Skaos,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
Ultimate Spinach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Zeros,
DJ Style,
Camouflage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
Joyce Sims,
Das Ding,
Jeff Mills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ken Boothe,
Gang Green,
Ultravox,
Simply Red,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stiv Bators,
John Foxx,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.