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 Guinea-Bissau and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Al Stewart to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MDC,
The Remains,
The Leaves,
Deepchord,
Nas,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
X-102,
Charles Mingus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Jandek,
Jeff Lynne,
Zero Boys,
Royal Trux,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Rites of Spring,
Skaos,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Names,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers,
Wally Richardson,
10cc,
The Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lungfish,
Peter and Kerry,
Blossom Toes,
Index,
The Searchers,
The Gories,
the Germs,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Smiths,
Magazine,
Barry Ungar,
Los Fastidios,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
Visage,
The Slackers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.