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 Argentina and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
The Dead C,
PIL,
Blossom Toes,
Whodini,
Tubeway Army,
Infiniti,
Godley & Creme,
Loose Ends,
Danielle Patucci,
Prince Buster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABC,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Sonics,
H. Thieme,
Letta Mbulu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
Can,
Sound Behaviour,
Delta 5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
MC5,
New Age Steppers,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Ultra Naté,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Wyatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Vogues,
Grey Daturas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scientists,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
The Beau Brummels,
Rakim,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Pulsallama,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fortunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.