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 Bhutan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
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 snare 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 Surgeon to the rock 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
The Saints,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
Barclay James Harvest,
Con Funk Shun,
Harmonia,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Pus,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
The Standells,
Stiv Bators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
Swans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Radiohead,
Janne Schatter,
Lindisfarne,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
The Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Connie Case,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wally Richardson,
The Cowsills,
Al Stewart,
Section 25,
Maurizio,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
Erasure,
Underground Resistance,
EPMD,
Ponytail,
Cybotron,
Symarip,
The Fall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sarah Menescal,
Easy Going,
Lightning Bolt,
the Normal,
Avey Tare,
Metal Thangz,
Barbara Tucker,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.