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 Bolivia and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Ten City to the punk 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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Zeros,
Glenn Branca,
Marmalade,
Bobby Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q65,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Birthday Party,
The Trojans,
Popol Vuh,
The Motions,
Agent Orange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
Jacques Brel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camberwell Now,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
The Smiths,
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Hasil Adkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Niagra,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Essential Logic,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cowsills,
Scan 7,
AZ,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
David Bowie,
The Blues Magoos,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Lyres,
Metal Thangz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Crooked Eye,
Black Pus,
Mars,
Jawbox,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.