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 Albania and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sam Rivers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Easy Going,
Ultra Naté,
Clear Light,
Oblivians,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Grauzone,
Siglo XX,
Swans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dead Boys,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mojo Men,
Patti Smith,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
Joyce Sims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
X-102,
Joy Division,
John Foxx,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
The Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
R.M.O.,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
a-ha,
Moby Grape,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
The Moody Blues,
Monolake,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Cell,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
8 Eyed Spy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
Ossler,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
The Fugs,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.