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 Estonia and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Hoover to the rap 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
The Residents,
Lower 48,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lightning Bolt,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
Dawn Penn,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cure,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
JFA,
The Count Five,
Marc Almond,
Monolake,
The Victims,
Lou Reed,
Technova,
Section 25,
Metal Thangz,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Second Layer,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Talk Talk,
Lindisfarne,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Outsiders,
Young Marble Giants,
Ponytail,
K-Klass,
Zapp,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Surgeon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heaven 17,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fall,
the Association,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Fluxion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.