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 Kazakhstan and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 D'Angelo 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roxette,
Mandrill,
DNA,
Sandy B,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fortunes,
Technova,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
These Immortal Souls,
Lightning Bolt,
Brothers Johnson,
Funkadelic,
Minny Pops,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crash Course in Science,
Ituana,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Scion,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
the Swans,
David McCallum,
Deepchord,
Marcia Griffiths,
Anthony Braxton,
E-Dancer,
ABC,
Henry Cow,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat,
Toni Rubio,
Das Ding,
Yazoo,
T.S.O.L.,
Dark Day,
Pussy Galore,
Hot Snakes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cybotron,
EPMD,
Q and Not U,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
Urselle,
The Fall,
The Associates,
Sun City Girls,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.