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 Liechtenstein and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dead C to the crunk 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Womack,
The United States of America,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
The Cowsills,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxy Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
Severed Heads,
Easy Going,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Toni Rubio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Erasure,
FM Einheit,
These Immortal Souls,
Barbara Tucker,
Kaleidoscope,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Smoke,
Pulsallama,
D'Angelo,
The Busters,
Kenny Larkin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Spandau Ballet,
Eve St. Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
OOIOO,
Marvin Gaye,
Faust,
Glenn Branca,
Skarface,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
The Move,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.