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 Qatar and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June of 44 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monks,
Byron Stingily,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moby Grape,
Robert Görl,
FM Einheit,
Skaos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
The Fugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grey Daturas,
DNA,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Holt,
Neu!,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Circle Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
The Residents,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
David McCallum,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q65,
EPMD,
The Fortunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Guru Guru,
Terry Callier,
Isaac Hayes,
The Zeros,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
Nirvana,
Half Japanese,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.