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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Leonard Cohen to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Visage,
Pussy Galore,
Basic Channel,
World's Most,
Index,
Prince Buster,
Sight & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Ponytail,
Bootsy Collins,
Judy Mowatt,
The Young Rascals,
Josef K,
X-101,
Icehouse,
Silicon Teens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
AZ,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harry Pussy,
Glenn Branca,
Ice-T,
Interpol,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
Moss Icon,
The Monochrome Set,
The Detroit Cobras,
Urselle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra,
Wasted Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
La Düsseldorf,
The Grass Roots,
Fort Wilson Riot,
MDC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ten City,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Toni Rubio,
Pantaleimon,
Stiv Bators,
Yaz,
Fat Boys,
The Cowsills,
Excepter,
The Trojans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.