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 Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum 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 Accadde A to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Count Five,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jandek,
Gil Scott Heron,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
Roxette,
Outsiders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Toasters,
the Normal,
Suicide,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fugazi,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
Lucky Dragons,
Minor Threat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Japan,
Harpers Bizarre,
8 Eyed Spy,
Swell Maps,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Blossom Toes,
Vainqueur,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers,
The Offenders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Dolphy,
MC5,
Sound Behaviour,
Stockholm Monsters,
48th St. Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Erykah Badu,
The Angels of Light,
AZ,
Gabor Szabo,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Funky Four + One,
Sonic Youth,
Urselle,
Fat Boys,
The Index,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.