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 Kiribati and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Associates,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerrie Biddell,
LL Cool J,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
Main Source,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
The Red Krayola,
Surgeon,
Pylon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joy Division,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
Eli Mardock,
Nico,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The J.B.'s,
FM Einheit,
Jeru the Damaja,
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
the Sonics,
The Buckinghams,
Tubeway Army,
Country Teasers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delta 5,
Lalo Schifrin,
David McCallum,
Black Flag,
The Pop Group,
Guru Guru,
Con Funk Shun,
Dorothy Ashby,
Subhumans,
Scan 7,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.