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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the rap 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
The Standells,
Nick Fraelich,
Siglo XX,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Liliput,
Ludus,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
Bronski Beat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
The New Christs,
The Neon Judgement,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
AZ,
Adolescents,
Slick Rick,
Von Mondo,
Can,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David McCallum,
Moss Icon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
The Move,
Spandau Ballet,
New York Dolls,
The Five Americans,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
Subhumans,
Scientists,
Skarface,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mojo Men,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aural Exciters,
Pylon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Absolute Body Control,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.