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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Holger Czukay 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 jazz 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Fela Kuti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camouflage,
Rapeman,
Black Pus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tim Buckley,
Stiv Bators,
Blake Baxter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harmonia,
Archie Shepp,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deakin,
Radiohead,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dave Gahan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Mills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Metal Thangz,
Gabor Szabo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang of Four,
Mandrill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alison Limerick,
David Bowie,
Ronnie Foster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
EPMD,
The Moleskins,
Colin Newman,
June of 44,
The Count Five,
Hot Snakes,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
Bob Dylan,
The Human League,
Cameo,
Skaos,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.