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 Tanzania and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Josef K to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Almond,
Blossom Toes,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
Brand Nubian,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
Max Romeo,
Pussy Galore,
Connie Case,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
cv313,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ice-T,
One Last Wish,
World's Most,
Ohio Players,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
Byron Stingily,
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bauhaus,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Morten Harket,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
The Neon Judgement,
June of 44,
The Smiths,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Motions,
The Knickerbockers,
Brass Construction,
Wally Richardson,
The Slits,
Pantytec,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
Newcleus,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.