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 South Africa and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Happenings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Severed Heads,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Connie Case,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Visage,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
Newcleus,
Royal Trux,
Graham Central Station,
Guru Guru,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Zapp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Make Up,
Lakeside,
Sun Ra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Coltrane,
Lightning Bolt,
Barbara Tucker,
10cc,
Pet Shop Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Brick,
Sparks,
The Stooges,
Brothers Johnson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Womack,
The Sound,
Brass Construction,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Symarip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Essential Logic,
La Düsseldorf,
Wolf Eyes,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Yellowson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Yaz,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.