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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Morten Harket to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker,
Niagra,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
Aloha Tigers,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slave,
LL Cool J,
The Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Angry Samoans,
Porter Ricks,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
Alphaville,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Fluxion,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers,
Infiniti,
The Seeds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick Morgan,
Steve Hackett,
Marine Girls,
Black Moon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reagan Youth,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultravox,
Rotary Connection,
The Standells,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
Prince Buster,
Ronan,
Japan,
Tommy Roe,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
Bronski Beat,
Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.