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 Germany and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Donald Fagen 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 Warren Ellis to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Q and Not U,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minor Threat,
Toni Rubio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Avey Tare,
D'Angelo,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
Ultravox,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mission of Burma,
Ronnie Foster,
The Trojans,
LL Cool J,
Oblivians,
The Fugs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
EPMD,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
T. Rex,
Hardrive,
The Velvet Underground,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Chris & Cosey,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
June Days,
Blancmange,
Freddie Wadling,
The Doors,
The Searchers,
Brass Construction,
Radio Birdman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Severed Heads,
Supertramp,
Brick,
The Happenings,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.