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 Maldives and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the electroclash 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Bananas,
The Techniques,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerri Chandler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Technova,
Roger Hodgson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Index,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Robert Hood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Lightning Bolt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Niagra,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
The Toasters,
Black Flag,
Joy Division,
Parry Music,
Aloha Tigers,
Crooked Eye,
Dual Sessions,
Nas,
The Barracudas,
The Real Kids,
Sam Rivers,
The Count Five,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Index,
Oneida,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Depeche Mode,
Pierre Henry,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.