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 Haiti and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fuzztones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sparks,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
Wasted Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
OOIOO,
Mr. Review,
Kurtis Blow,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
The New Christs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Urselle,
Marvin Gaye,
Stetsasonic,
June Days,
Eurythmics,
The Associates,
The Names,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Yaz,
Supertramp,
Aswad,
The Doors,
T. Rex,
MDC,
Rekid,
Todd Terry,
Accadde A,
Goldenarms,
Cameo,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neu!,
Freddie Wadling,
Hot Snakes,
Sun City Girls,
Bad Manners,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.