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 Laos and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lakeside to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 an organ and a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Liliput,
Mandrill,
Erasure,
The Real Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
The Young Rascals,
The Evens,
Severed Heads,
The Gun Club,
The Dead C,
Wings,
L. Decosne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
The Angels of Light,
Quadrant,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
Amon Düül II,
Sparks,
Deadbeat,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
Neil Young,
Reuben Wilson,
Moebius,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang Gang Dance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
H. Thieme,
Dark Day,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
Amazonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
Pantytec,
Eddi Front,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Symarip,
Cal Tjader,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Urselle,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.