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 Cambodia and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shoche 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Young Marble Giants,
Faust,
China Crisis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brand Nubian,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
John Lydon,
Pulsallama,
The Zeros,
Sam Rivers,
Pylon,
MDC,
Archie Shepp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
Brothers Johnson,
Fat Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joyce Sims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yellowson,
Max Romeo,
Gong,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Lakeside,
Harry Pussy,
The Neon Judgement,
Kas Product,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monks,
The Last Poets,
Ponytail,
Lee Hazlewood,
K-Klass,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
Nico,
Metal Thangz,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maurizio,
Sex Pistols,
Josef K,
Johnny Clarke,
F. McDonald,
Darondo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Juan Atkins,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.