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 Solomon Islands and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Popol Vuh to the jazz 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rapeman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amon Düül II,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
Radiohead,
Nils Olav,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cure,
New Order,
Can,
Scion,
Lalann,
Howard Jones,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
The Monks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
Yazoo,
Soul II Soul,
Joyce Sims,
Popol Vuh,
Pantaleimon,
The Trojans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
Basic Channel,
FM Einheit,
the Slits,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Au Pairs,
Mo-Dettes,
Ludus,
Fugazi,
Jacques Brel,
The Kinks,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fat Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Neil Young,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gories,
The Count Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Rod Modell,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
Joy Division,
Stetsasonic,
Scientists,
Marc Almond,
Mars,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.