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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joe Finger to the grunge 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Gap Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Womack,
Mary Jane Girls,
cv313,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lalann,
Sixth Finger,
Chris Corsano,
Alphaville,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
B.T. Express,
The Move,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fall,
The Stooges,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
Kaleidoscope,
Spoonie Gee,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Hill,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Ponytail,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alison Limerick,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
The Neon Judgement,
The Pretty Things,
Cal Tjader,
Eli Mardock,
Avey Tare,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Finger,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Fatback Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Liliput,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Rundgren,
The American Breed,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.