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 Andorra and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saints to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Mark Hollis,
The Cure,
Sun Ra,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
The Count Five,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quantec,
The Fugs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
The Toasters,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
Joy Division,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
Saccharine Trust,
Audionom,
Ponytail,
Mo-Dettes,
Ultravox,
Eli Mardock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Animal Collective,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young,
Lungfish,
Mantronix,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
CMW,
Skarface,
John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Silicon Teens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
The Remains,
Reuben Wilson,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Pere Ubu,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Halsall,
Con Funk Shun,
UT,
Joe Finger,
Cluster,
Joey Negro,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sandy B,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.