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 Senegal and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Cymande,
The Gladiators,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Archie Shepp,
Ice-T,
Adolescents,
kango's stein massive,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Excepter,
Simply Red,
Crooked Eye,
Schoolly D,
The Mojo Men,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Finger,
Neu!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
These Immortal Souls,
Dennis Brown,
The Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aloha Tigers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Urselle,
Young Marble Giants,
Sällskapet,
Lower 48,
Angry Samoans,
The Pop Group,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Green,
Bush Tetras,
Kevin Saunderson,
EPMD,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
The Searchers,
The Young Rascals,
Josef K,
Iggy Pop,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Funky Four + One,
The Wake,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pretty Things,
The Red Krayola,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.