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 Spain and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 The Star Department to the dance 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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
Rapeman,
Charles Mingus,
Eddi Front,
Guru Guru,
CMW,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Vladislav Delay,
The Golliwogs,
The Residents,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cluster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Inner City,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jacob Miller,
Joensuu 1685,
The Smiths,
Massinfluence,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stiv Bators,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Style,
Yellowson,
Wasted Youth,
Ituana,
Dual Sessions,
Easy Going,
the Bar-Kays,
Niagra,
June of 44,
Whodini,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Khruangbin,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Amazonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
Patti Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ohio Players,
Mad Mike,
Audionom,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.