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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Mo-Dettes to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
The Toasters,
Sun Ra,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Cameo,
The Blackbyrds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arab on Radar,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Qualms,
Pantytec,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Motorama,
Pere Ubu,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Colin Newman,
Don Cherry,
Wire,
Dark Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Idris Muhammad,
Ten City,
Ituana,
Yusef Lateef,
Sister Nancy,
Letta Mbulu,
One Last Wish,
Darondo,
Arcadia,
X-102,
Crooked Eye,
Pole,
Scott Walker,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Can,
Wasted Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Eurythmics,
Joensuu 1685,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.