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 Chad 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Black Dice 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
LL Cool J,
Half Japanese,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masters at Work,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
The Fugs,
Alison Limerick,
Das Ding,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
Roger Hodgson,
The Techniques,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
Lalann,
Ten City,
Porter Ricks,
Malaria!,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
The Music Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry,
Young Marble Giants,
Rod Modell,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aloha Tigers,
The Litter,
48th St. Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
Livin' Joy,
Bang On A Can,
The Shadows of Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-102,
Country Teasers,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.