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 Dominican Republic 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Suburban Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Ossler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
D'Angelo,
Brand Nubian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
Pole,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stetsasonic,
Black Flag,
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Colin Newman,
Minnie Riperton,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
X-102,
The Offenders,
Erasure,
Suicide,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slave,
the Germs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül,
Black Sheep,
Television,
Ken Boothe,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
Gang of Four,
kango's stein massive,
the Bar-Kays,
Dark Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suburban Knight,
Cheater Slicks,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Desert Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fall,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.