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 Georgia and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Gichy Dan,
Max Romeo,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Young Marble Giants,
Brick,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Supertramp,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Skaos,
Mr. Review,
Tommy Roe,
Minny Pops,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angry Samoans,
Sam Rivers,
DJ Sneak,
Boredoms,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
Dennis Brown,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Eric Dolphy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
Flash Fearless,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cramps,
World's Most,
The Fire Engines,
Jeff Lynne,
The American Breed,
Slave,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Howard Jones,
The Fuzztones,
Iggy Pop,
The Grass Roots,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mandrill,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.