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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Henry Cow to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Cowsills,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
The Star Department,
Arab on Radar,
Glambeats Corp.,
Toni Rubio,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
Scion,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vainqueur,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
Amon Düül,
Lungfish,
Hardrive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lakeside,
Basic Channel,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
The Cramps,
Jandek,
Warsaw,
Shuggie Otis,
Lindisfarne,
The Slits,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Wings,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blossom Toes,
The Saints,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Steve Hackett,
EPMD,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiohead,
Camouflage,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bush Tetras,
La Düsseldorf,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Association,
The Standells,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.