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 Latvia and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Theoretical Girls to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Barry Ungar,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
Intrusion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David Axelrod,
Bang On A Can,
Kenny Larkin,
Prince Buster,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
Chrome,
Model 500,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moss Icon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
Zero Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reagan Youth,
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
Marmalade,
Panda Bear,
Can,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
Arab on Radar,
Dark Day,
Anthony Braxton,
Japan,
D'Angelo,
Scan 7,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Swans,
Black Pus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sixth Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
Ronan,
Underground Resistance,
H. Thieme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
Suburban Knight,
Stetsasonic,
Donald Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.