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 Syria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Slits to the funk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kayak,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rites of Spring,
Warren Ellis,
Circle Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
Kool Moe Dee,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
The Dead C,
The Dave Clark Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fortunes,
Mad Mike,
Boogie Down Productions,
UT,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
David Axelrod,
The Litter,
The American Breed,
Fear,
Graham Central Station,
Charles Mingus,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiohead,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
Don Cherry,
Public Enemy,
Rekid,
Josef K,
Drexciya,
Mr. Review,
Ludus,
The Sound,
Inner City,
Bluetip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eden Ahbez,
Nirvana,
Laurel Aitken,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.