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 Mozambique and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Young Marble Giants,
The Martian,
The Count Five,
the Swans,
Outsiders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Altered Images,
Brass Construction,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
Faust,
Main Source,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Janne Schatter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bauhaus,
Kenny Larkin,
U.S. Maple,
Parry Music,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yazoo,
Model 500,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Wyatt,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Evens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA,
John Holt,
Metal Thangz,
Public Enemy,
Pylon,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Scientists,
Ten City,
Fugazi,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Leonard Cohen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
The Moody Blues,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.