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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 The New Christs to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Liliput,
Minnie Riperton,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drexciya,
Massinfluence,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Near,
Fat Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Residents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Swans,
Basic Channel,
Scientists,
Lakeside,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Jacques Brel,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Coltrane,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
Ludus,
H. Thieme,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick May,
Rod Modell,
Lungfish,
Sparks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
UT,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
a-ha,
The Monochrome Set,
Kerri Chandler,
Patti Smith,
John Holt,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.