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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Faust to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Michelle Simonal,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
Zero Boys,
Byron Stingily,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Goldenarms,
Magma,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Au Pairs,
UT,
Wings,
Rites of Spring,
David McCallum,
Skaos,
Wolf Eyes,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Skriet,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Angry Samoans,
Minnie Riperton,
Radiohead,
Robert Wyatt,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Clear Light,
Man Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wally Richardson,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Basic Channel,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
Leonard Cohen,
Stereo Dub,
K-Klass,
Reagan Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Mars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barry Ungar,
Excepter,
Bill Wells,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.