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 Lithuania and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron 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 the Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Surgeon,
June Days,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Depeche Mode,
Make Up,
Circle Jerks,
Delta 5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
ABC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lakeside,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Index,
Tom Boy,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
Brothers Johnson,
The Busters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fortunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Toni Rubio,
Suburban Knight,
Zero Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
The New Christs,
Dead Boys,
Joey Negro,
DJ Style,
The Doors,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
Slick Rick,
a-ha,
Arab on Radar,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Real Kids,
Visage,
Letta Mbulu,
Q65,
Stetsasonic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.