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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Sherman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Eddi Front,
Ice-T,
Qualms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
OOIOO,
Sandy B,
Brothers Johnson,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Christie,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fear,
The Remains,
Nico,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monks,
Little Man,
John Foxx,
Minutemen,
Television Personalities,
the Bar-Kays,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Fugazi,
Outsiders,
The Human League,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
The Last Poets,
Royal Trux,
Khruangbin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
Deadbeat,
Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Man Eating Sloth,
T.S.O.L.,
Bluetip,
The Litter,
Lyres,
Howard Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Mark Hollis,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
Faust,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.