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 Jordan and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
Livin' Joy,
Japan,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
B.T. Express,
Harmonia,
Kenny Larkin,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
Ituana,
The Slackers,
Kas Product,
Royal Trux,
The Pretty Things,
The Doors,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Infiniti,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aural Exciters,
Bootsy Collins,
The J.B.'s,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Qualms,
Flipper,
Erasure,
The Names,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
Soft Machine,
Babytalk,
Sight & Sound,
Whodini,
Can,
Outsiders,
CMW,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neil Young,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
Terry Callier,
Schoolly D,
Echospace,
Connie Case,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.