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 San Marino 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jandek,
X-102,
Unwound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Franke,
Dead Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Clear Light,
Mars,
Eric Copeland,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Pulsallama,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
Chris Corsano,
AZ,
Skarface,
Bobby Womack,
Eric Dolphy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
Infiniti,
Graham Central Station,
Urselle,
The Toasters,
Section 25,
The Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
The American Breed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
The Offenders,
Howard Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Albert Ayler,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.