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 Nauru and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Robert Görl to the dance 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Agitation Free,
Cybotron,
The Five Americans,
Lyres,
Adolescents,
Skaos,
Smog,
The Raincoats,
The Evens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeru the Damaja,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dirtbombs,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moody Blues,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
Bluetip,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Gastr Del Sol,
LL Cool J,
ABBA,
Fluxion,
Harpers Bizarre,
The American Breed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jerry's Kids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dark Day,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Birthday Party,
Model 500,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Bizarre Inc.,
EPMD,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
Subhumans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
PIL,
Idris Muhammad,
R.M.O.,
Soul Sonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Camouflage,
Tommy Roe,
Tim Buckley,
Rekid,
Yusef Lateef,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.