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 Georgia and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aloha Tigers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
The Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Human League,
Sun Ra,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liliput,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Pulsallama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dave Clark Five,
UT,
Henry Cow,
Audionom,
Public Enemy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brothers Johnson,
Sparks,
AZ,
Chris & Cosey,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Copeland,
Scientists,
Ituana,
Magma,
The Red Krayola,
Ponytail,
Aswad,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Organ,
The Music Machine,
Wasted Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Alton Ellis,
Patti Smith,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Flag,
Peter & Gordon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Grey Daturas,
The Tremeloes,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.