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 Taiwan and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Little Man to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ronnie Foster,
Roger Hodgson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aloha Tigers,
Cybotron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonic Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magazine,
Grey Daturas,
Fugazi,
The Misunderstood,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
The Kinks,
Black Moon,
Spandau Ballet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suburban Knight,
Brothers Johnson,
Deepchord,
Boz Scaggs,
Idris Muhammad,
Blake Baxter,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crime,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
MDC,
The Star Department,
The Wake,
FM Einheit,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
Albert Ayler,
Basic Channel,
Ten City,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
Boredoms,
Skaos,
Deakin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Infiniti,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
Cecil Taylor,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.