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 Montenegro and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 MC5 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultravox,
Malaria!,
Bronski Beat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grauzone,
Rosa Yemen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Pylon,
Tubeway Army,
Judy Mowatt,
Marvin Gaye,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
Grey Daturas,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon,
A Certain Ratio,
The Walker Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
New York Dolls,
Babytalk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
the Germs,
Yazoo,
Joe Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Crooked Eye,
Can,
Scratch Acid,
Make Up,
Moebius,
The Birthday Party,
Urselle,
Severed Heads,
David Bowie,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Schoolly D,
The Divine Comedy,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.