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 Zimbabwe and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Standells to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
DJ Sneak,
The Raincoats,
The Young Rascals,
CMW,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
Joy Division,
Massinfluence,
Glenn Branca,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
Piero Umiliani,
John Holt,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
a-ha,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris Corsano,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
The Victims,
Brass Construction,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
Robert Görl,
Graham Central Station,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sarah Menescal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
Essential Logic,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
Popol Vuh,
The Blues Magoos,
Intrusion,
Second Layer,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
Deadbeat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.