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 Andorra and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 L. Decosne to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Shuggie Otis,
Bauhaus,
Mars,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Ohio Players,
The Doors,
Malaria!,
Mad Mike,
Swans,
Desert Stars,
John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glenn Branca,
The Last Poets,
Terrestrial Tones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dead Boys,
The Cramps,
Sight & Sound,
Radiohead,
X-102,
Scrapy,
The Human League,
Hoover,
Max Romeo,
Accadde A,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Selecter,
Jawbox,
Sällskapet,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers,
Barry Ungar,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker,
Dual Sessions,
Gong,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott Heron,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Severed Heads,
This Heat,
Soft Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Adolescents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.