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 Liechtenstein and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 DNA to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Rekid,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wolf Eyes,
The Standells,
Blake Baxter,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Deadbeat,
Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sarah Menescal,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Sam Rivers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gabor Szabo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
Morten Harket,
New York Dolls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
The Move,
Derrick May,
Rosa Yemen,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
the Germs,
Sandy B,
Eric Copeland,
Scientists,
Donald Byrd,
James White and The Blacks,
Ponytail,
Freddie Wadling,
Danielle Patucci,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monks,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Byrd,
Dead Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
Theoretical Girls,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.