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 Gabon and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Kool Moe Dee to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
X-101,
Groovy Waters,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare,
Boredoms,
Sight & Sound,
The Selecter,
Liliput,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Main Source,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
Terrestrial Tones,
Loose Ends,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cybotron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharoah Sanders,
Altered Images,
Symarip,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Human League,
Bronski Beat,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker,
Q65,
Babytalk,
Dawn Penn,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
Prince Buster,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cluster,
Scratch Acid,
Patti Smith,
Cameo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
The Stooges,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.