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 Nauru and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gregory Isaacs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
Bob Dylan,
The Blackbyrds,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
DJ Style,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fela Kuti,
ABBA,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lindisfarne,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Section 25,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
Mr. Review,
The Grass Roots,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Grauzone,
Johnny Clarke,
Ponytail,
Freddie Wadling,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
Albert Ayler,
The Durutti Column,
Au Pairs,
The New Christs,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
Crime,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
T. Rex,
Davy DMX,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mark Hollis,
Josef K,
10cc,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.