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 Kosovo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Bill Near to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Grass Roots,
The Modern Lovers,
Sound Behaviour,
Tim Buckley,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Unwound,
Surgeon,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
the Germs,
Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Five Americans,
Kurtis Blow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
Moss Icon,
The Tremeloes,
Los Fastidios,
Silicon Teens,
The Dead C,
Donald Byrd,
Wings,
Flamin' Groovies,
The American Breed,
John Lydon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Lyres,
Sixth Finger,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
OOIOO,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Evens,
Man Parrish,
A Certain Ratio,
Popol Vuh,
Nas,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
Chris & Cosey,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.