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 Cambodia and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the techno 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Arcadia,
This Heat,
Pagans,
The Blues Magoos,
China Crisis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Depeche Mode,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hashim,
Hot Snakes,
Guru Guru,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
Sister Nancy,
Lungfish,
Altered Images,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Vogues,
Adolescents,
Althea and Donna,
Ralphi Rosario,
Neu!,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
Vainqueur,
Clear Light,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Piero Umiliani,
Newcleus,
Circle Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Blackbyrds,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Seeds,
The Victims,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Nirvana,
K-Klass,
Black Sheep,
cv313,
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.