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 Kosovo and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Oneida to the techno 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Joey Negro,
Ronan,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
Ponytail,
Moby Grape,
John Lydon,
Scientists,
Dennis Brown,
World's Most,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lightning Bolt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pagans,
Essential Logic,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
Reagan Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Kurtis Blow,
Infiniti,
R.M.O.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
The Black Dice,
Dead Boys,
Supertramp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Franke,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Wake,
Simply Red,
Dual Sessions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Agent Orange,
The Birthday Party,
The Fuzztones,
The Golliwogs,
Intrusion,
Hashim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Donald Byrd,
Ossler,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.