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 Nicaragua and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Quadrant to the crunk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Five Americans,
Fear,
E-Dancer,
Television,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Durutti Column,
Absolute Body Control,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Byrd,
Jandek,
Grauzone,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
Junior Murvin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radio Birdman,
The United States of America,
The Selecter,
The Leaves,
Idris Muhammad,
La Düsseldorf,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Rod Modell,
Liliput,
Ossler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Music Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
10cc,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Görl,
Soft Cell,
Hoover,
Sex Pistols,
Deakin,
Gang Starr,
OOIOO,
Mark Hollis,
Ten City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
DJ Style,
Avey Tare,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.