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 Brunei and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 ABC to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Barrington Levy,
The Black Dice,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
Lou Christie,
Ossler,
JFA,
Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
The Moleskins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Germs,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Circle Jerks,
The Trojans,
Matthew Bourne,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
Tres Demented,
DJ Sneak,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brass Construction,
The Neon Judgement,
These Immortal Souls,
Inner City,
Con Funk Shun,
The Martian,
Khruangbin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispy Ambulance,
Stockholm Monsters,
Youth Brigade,
U.S. Maple,
The Music Machine,
Ten City,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
Swell Maps,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.