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 Russia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 Peter and Kerry to the punk 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Animal Collective,
Skriet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barrington Levy,
Television,
Ponytail,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Metal Thangz,
Lalann,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers,
Ultra Naté,
The Gories,
Blossom Toes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
LL Cool J,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Brick,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Starr,
Thee Headcoats,
Bauhaus,
Severed Heads,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
AZ,
Massinfluence,
The Grass Roots,
Fear,
The Barracudas,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fugazi,
Aaron Thompson,
Dave Gahan,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Slave,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
Brand Nubian,
Henry Cow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
X-102,
These Immortal Souls,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Count Five,
Porter Ricks,
Brothers Johnson,
The American Breed,
The Victims,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.