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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the jazz 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Offenders,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Green,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spoonie Gee,
Suicide,
The Fortunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lower 48,
Grandmaster Flash,
Glenn Branca,
Alison Limerick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
Crash Course in Science,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wings,
Ornette Coleman,
Grauzone,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harry Pussy,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
Flash Fearless,
Stereo Dub,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Susan Cadogan,
Moss Icon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
ABC,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum,
Blancmange,
Joey Negro,
Q and Not U,
Spandau Ballet,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Yellowson,
Bluetip,
AZ,
The Walker Brothers,
In Retrospect,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Sherman,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Ohio Players,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.