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 Vietnam and from London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Shuggie Otis 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
David Axelrod,
Scion,
Neil Young,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
Kerri Chandler,
Tim Buckley,
X-102,
the Germs,
UT,
Quantec,
Kenny Larkin,
Hoover,
The Red Krayola,
Eli Mardock,
The Invisible,
Ornette Coleman,
Ice-T,
Arthur Verocai,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stereo Dub,
Pantaleimon,
Brick,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Slackers,
The Knickerbockers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Smiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barrington Levy,
KRS-One,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
Dual Sessions,
Tres Demented,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ossler,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
Nas,
The Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
AZ,
Shoche,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Modern Lovers,
Yellowson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suburban Knight,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Hood,
Metal Thangz,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Rundgren,
Aloha Tigers,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.