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 Romania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Niagra to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
These Immortal Souls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
Lungfish,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
Cluster,
Icehouse,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
the Sonics,
Barry Ungar,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Basic Channel,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
LL Cool J,
Bob Dylan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Charles Mingus,
The Grass Roots,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Tremeloes,
KRS-One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Underground Resistance,
Lucky Dragons,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Letta Mbulu,
Excepter,
This Heat,
Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Roxy Music,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Juan Atkins,
Mandrill,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Carl Craig,
Morten Harket,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonic Youth,
The Remains,
Heaven 17,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.