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 Turkey and from Edmonton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 The Moody Blues to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Ponytail,
Roxy Music,
Bluetip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
R.M.O.,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arab on Radar,
Swans,
The Smoke,
The Fugs,
Max Romeo,
The Monks,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
Jawbox,
Ludus,
Bang On A Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
The Associates,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Los Fastidios,
Mandrill,
John Cale,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxette,
Dawn Penn,
Godley & Creme,
Malaria!,
Toni Rubio,
The Gories,
Andrew Hill,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy Collins,
a-ha,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Clarke,
kango's stein massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Pantytec,
Adolescents,
10cc,
John Holt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.