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 Kosovo and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Darondo to the crunk 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Joyce Sims,
Skaos,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül,
Zero Boys,
Magma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Scrapy,
Flash Fearless,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Ten City,
The Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
Connie Case,
Funky Four + One,
Procol Harum,
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mantronix,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiohead,
Bluetip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Prince Buster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Accadde A,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Pole,
The Misunderstood,
Urselle,
Y Pants,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Fluxion,
Pere Ubu,
Dark Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Echospace,
Smog,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.