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 India and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Zero Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Skriet,
Chrome,
The Five Americans,
Barry Ungar,
Harry Pussy,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dirtbombs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Happenings,
The Golliwogs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agitation Free,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Normal,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cal Tjader,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
Mars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minnie Riperton,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Kaleidoscope,
Con Funk Shun,
Marmalade,
The Mojo Men,
Scan 7,
Thee Headcoats,
The Young Rascals,
Michelle Simonal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Ohio Players,
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dave Gahan,
Unwound,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick May,
James White and The Blacks,
Kurtis Blow,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Zapp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Copeland,
the Sonics,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.