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 Moldova 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Harpers Bizarre to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Howard Jones,
Skarface,
Quantec,
The Smiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Litter,
Severed Heads,
Soft Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Sex Pistols,
Masters at Work,
Quadrant,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dark Day,
Tres Demented,
Ultra Naté,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
Silicon Teens,
Fear,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eden Ahbez,
Slick Rick,
The Modern Lovers,
The Smoke,
Clear Light,
Parry Music,
Ronan,
PIL,
Animal Collective,
Flipper,
The Skatalites,
Alton Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radio Birdman,
Sun Ra,
H. Thieme,
Derrick May,
Electric Prunes,
10cc,
Symarip,
James White and The Blacks,
The Music Machine,
Lungfish,
MDC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Outsiders,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Little Man,
The Fuzztones,
Sparks,
Babytalk,
Deakin,
KRS-One,
The Doors,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Monks,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.