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 Djibouti and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 Boredoms to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Faust,
Tommy Roe,
Schoolly D,
Negative Approach,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Accadde A,
X-101,
Stiv Bators,
Warren Ellis,
Lalann,
The Smoke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Albert Ayler,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
Bauhaus,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
the Human League,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Saccharine Trust,
The American Breed,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tom Boy,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
AZ,
Cybotron,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Drive Like Jehu,
Groovy Waters,
Qualms,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Pere Ubu,
Television Personalities,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sixth Finger,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.