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 Latvia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
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 theremin 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
Urselle,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Panda Bear,
Pagans,
Bauhaus,
Joensuu 1685,
Newcleus,
Siglo XX,
Q and Not U,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maleditus Sound,
DNA,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Qualms,
Monolake,
Babytalk,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oblivians,
Skarface,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül II,
New York Dolls,
The Invisible,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
10cc,
The Birthday Party,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moody Blues,
The Black Dice,
Black Bananas,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Nik Kershaw,
Niagra,
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.