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 Jordan and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 United States of America to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Franke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Carl Craig,
Au Pairs,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Mad Mike,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
The Barracudas,
Country Teasers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
Todd Terry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aaron Thompson,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gap Band,
Neu!,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
Los Fastidios,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Durutti Column,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Lungfish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dead C,
Dave Gahan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Donald Byrd,
The Names,
Boredoms,
The Kinks,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
Blossom Toes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Human League,
Supertramp,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Tom Boy,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Mary Jane Girls,
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.