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 Yemen and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Infiniti to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
The Techniques,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Certain Ratio,
the Soft Cell,
Agitation Free,
Dead Boys,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Con Funk Shun,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mad Mike,
Alphaville,
Al Stewart,
Moby Grape,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
Supertramp,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Real Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Lower 48,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Toasters,
Cameo,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Hood,
Mission of Burma,
Gichy Dan,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom,
Joyce Sims,
The Tremeloes,
Electric Prunes,
New Order,
a-ha,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Davy DMX,
Unwound,
Man Parrish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minor Threat,
Spoonie Gee,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deadbeat,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.