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 Tehran.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 The Offenders to the jazz 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Babytalk,
Donny Hathaway,
UT,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Copeland,
The Associates,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The J.B.'s,
the Human League,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Dead Boys,
Hashim,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moleskins,
Freddie Wadling,
The New Christs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Womack,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Little Man,
Loose Ends,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
the Soft Cell,
Slick Rick,
Khruangbin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wally Richardson,
Yazoo,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rod Modell,
Porter Ricks,
Los Fastidios,
Slave,
Black Pus,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
X-Ray Spex,
LL Cool J,
Crash Course in Science,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.