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 Iran and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Soft Cell to the funk 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ohio Players,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hot Snakes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
The Victims,
Robert Hood,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Outsiders,
The Raincoats,
Mission of Burma,
Fad Gadget,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unrelated Segments,
Audionom,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacques Brel,
The Walker Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
The Moody Blues,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
T. Rex,
Eric Copeland,
John Foxx,
The Evens,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neu!,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronnie Foster,
Grauzone,
Goldenarms,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fortunes,
Can,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
In Retrospect,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Absolute Body Control,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.