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 Georgia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 PIL to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Görl,
Marmalade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
Ponytail,
kango's stein massive,
Arab on Radar,
David McCallum,
Metal Thangz,
The Red Krayola,
Zapp,
The Fall,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Flag,
Essential Logic,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Barbara Tucker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Von Mondo,
Tubeway Army,
The Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faraquet,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eurythmics,
Funkadelic,
Carl Craig,
Can,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
R.M.O.,
Mars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Suburban Knight,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.