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 Spain and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Michael McDonald 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 American Breed to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
MDC,
Malaria!,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Ponytail,
Clear Light,
Dave Gahan,
The Golliwogs,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Clarke,
Tubeway Army,
Iggy Pop,
Brass Construction,
The Count Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Ossler,
Quadrant,
Maleditus Sound,
Don Cherry,
Lalann,
Television Personalities,
Erykah Badu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Sun Ra,
John Lydon,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pantaleimon,
Barrington Levy,
Monks,
Fear,
The Names,
Terry Callier,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sight & Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Warren Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lower 48,
Tres Demented,
Faraquet,
Hoover,
Kerri Chandler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Main Source,
Glenn Branca,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Velvet Underground,
Hot Snakes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Archie Shepp,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.