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 Spain and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
Ponytail,
Radio Birdman,
Warren Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Nirvana,
Tears for Fears,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smiths,
Derrick May,
Mars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
The Doors,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Shuggie Otis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tropical Tobacco,
D'Angelo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Livin' Joy,
the Germs,
Dual Sessions,
The Smoke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arab on Radar,
Anakelly,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Drexciya,
The Busters,
Procol Harum,
Organ,
Nik Kershaw,
The Golliwogs,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Country Teasers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gap Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Stooges,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Steve Hackett,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
Soft Machine,
Funky Four + One,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.