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 Ireland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Last Poets to the funk 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxy Music,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Connie Case,
Loose Ends,
Moss Icon,
Make Up,
Stereo Dub,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
JFA,
Marc Almond,
kango's stein massive,
Easy Going,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Steve Hackett,
Pulsallama,
Mission of Burma,
Freddie Wadling,
Interpol,
Arcadia,
Sonic Youth,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
Joensuu 1685,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scrapy,
The Barracudas,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hot Snakes,
Aloha Tigers,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
The Gories,
Albert Ayler,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Green,
June Days,
Moby Grape,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neu!,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Janne Schatter,
Laurel Aitken,
Nico,
David McCallum,
The Residents,
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.