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 Dominican Republic and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Trux to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '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 The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Todd Terry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bob Dylan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Fatback Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nirvana,
Arab on Radar,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Intrusion,
The United States of America,
David Bowie,
Ultra Naté,
The Beau Brummels,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
Smog,
Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Simply Red,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Max Romeo,
Outsiders,
Alton Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Stetsasonic,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
the Association,
Young Marble Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Country Teasers,
Darondo,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bluetip,
T. Rex,
Wally Richardson,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
Quantec,
Nas,
Funkadelic,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.