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 Chad and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Index to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
The Red Krayola,
Mo-Dettes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bauhaus,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minny Pops,
Interpol,
Wolf Eyes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pylon,
The Martian,
Ultra Naté,
The Dirtbombs,
Byron Stingily,
Ohio Players,
Bush Tetras,
Slave,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Altered Images,
Ponytail,
KRS-One,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Echospace,
Robert Görl,
The Gun Club,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick May,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donald Byrd,
June of 44,
The Names,
Danielle Patucci,
Stereo Dub,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
the Germs,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Visage,
Eric Copeland,
The Cure,
DJ Sneak,
48th St. Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.