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 Tehran.
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 Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the dance 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
The Invisible,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
Ornette Coleman,
Tim Buckley,
Motorama,
Robert Görl,
Donny Hathaway,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Bill Wells,
Unwound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
Ultra Naté,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Joyce Sims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul II Soul,
Rekid,
Unrelated Segments,
The Slackers,
The Move,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nils Olav,
Popol Vuh,
Gichy Dan,
The Birthday Party,
Gabor Szabo,
The Durutti Column,
Ossler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Sherman,
The Residents,
The Walker Brothers,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Young Marble Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Wolf Eyes,
Alton Ellis,
Marmalade,
China Crisis,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Angry Samoans,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.