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 Denmark and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
Rotary Connection,
Barry Ungar,
Ponytail,
Delta 5,
Stereo Dub,
The Black Dice,
Schoolly D,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doors,
Black Flag,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
Stetsasonic,
MDC,
Rekid,
The Gun Club,
The Birthday Party,
Marine Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
48th St. Collective,
Pagans,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
Grey Daturas,
Blake Baxter,
Henry Cow,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
Visage,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unwound,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
Monks,
The Trojans,
Letta Mbulu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian,
Mars,
Crooked Eye,
Radiohead,
These Immortal Souls,
Derrick Morgan,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.