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 Suriname and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Television to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlback,
Section 25,
Maurizio,
Soul II Soul,
Dennis Brown,
Lightning Bolt,
Warren Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oblivians,
DNA,
Q65,
The Searchers,
Average White Band,
The New Christs,
Marc Almond,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Magma,
Eric Copeland,
Icehouse,
The Trojans,
Deepchord,
Crooked Eye,
Silicon Teens,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Faust,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Steve Hackett,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wasted Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Radio Birdman,
The Smoke,
Von Mondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Franke,
Visage,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
Funkadelic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Youth Brigade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.