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 Tonga and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Moon to the crunk 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Jandek,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
X-101,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Modern Lovers,
Ken Boothe,
The Count Five,
Supertramp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Darondo,
Tim Buckley,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Franke,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed,
Con Funk Shun,
E-Dancer,
MC5,
Yusef Lateef,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Intrusion,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
The Music Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Talk Talk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
The Move,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
Black Pus,
Robert Wyatt,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chrome,
Funkadelic,
CMW,
Pulsallama,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nils Olav,
Underground Resistance,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.