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 Samoa and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
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 oboe 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 Crispian St. Peters to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Derrick Morgan,
David Axelrod,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
New Order,
The Residents,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun City Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Roy Ayers,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Real Kids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Cale,
The Dead C,
The Smiths,
Flipper,
Wire,
Slave,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scientists,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
Wings,
Dead Boys,
Pole,
Country Teasers,
Hasil Adkins,
The Litter,
Josef K,
The Human League,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed,
June of 44,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
The Black Dice,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.