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 Libya 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 the Swans to the dance 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
June Days,
Bob Dylan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Neon Judgement,
Porter Ricks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sixth Finger,
The American Breed,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
the Normal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quantec,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
Basic Channel,
Joyce Sims,
The Techniques,
Henry Cow,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Boredoms,
Sarah Menescal,
The Real Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Monks,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Wells,
The Young Rascals,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
The Remains,
Moby Grape,
Ohio Players,
Skriet,
the Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythm & Sound,
Make Up,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pretty Things,
The Modern Lovers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Crime,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.