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 Cyprus and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Kenny Larkin to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
Sparks,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stetsasonic,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
Henry Cow,
The Blackbyrds,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
The United States of America,
The Smiths,
Gang Green,
Brand Nubian,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
The Buckinghams,
The Monks,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
Hashim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers,
the Swans,
Pole,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barry Ungar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker,
F. McDonald,
Anakelly,
Lou Christie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fortunes,
Los Fastidios,
Cal Tjader,
Harry Pussy,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
Motorama,
The Evens,
Faraquet,
U.S. Maple,
Adolescents,
PIL,
Scan 7,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Association,
The Residents,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.