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 Spain and from Seoul.
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 Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mo-Dettes to the rock 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Nas,
Tres Demented,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Sheep,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
KRS-One,
The Fall,
The Doors,
Simply Red,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
ABBA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swell Maps,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Severed Heads,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
H. Thieme,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Babytalk,
Eddi Front,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
Arthur Verocai,
Mandrill,
Erasure,
The Monochrome Set,
Minny Pops,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
X-102,
Television,
Funky Four + One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
These Immortal Souls,
The Last Poets,
Gang Gang Dance,
Motorama,
Harmonia,
D'Angelo,
Mr. Review,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dual Sessions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Freddie Wadling,
Porter Ricks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.