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 El Salvador and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Dave Gahan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Buzzcocks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tomorrow,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Blossom Toes,
the Sonics,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Niagra,
This Heat,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Eric Dolphy,
E-Dancer,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Style,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Essential Logic,
Average White Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rosa Yemen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Infiniti,
Johnny Clarke,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cowsills,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.