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 Comoros and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 A Certain Ratio to the punk 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deepchord,
Black Flag,
The Fall,
Wings,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joy Division,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Toasters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Cale,
The Raincoats,
E-Dancer,
Donny Hathaway,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
The Gap Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cramps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub,
In Retrospect,
Dead Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scrapy,
Wally Richardson,
Can,
Flipper,
The American Breed,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
UT,
Warren Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
Easy Going,
Guru Guru,
Tom Boy,
Gabor Szabo,
Das Ding,
Jawbox,
the Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Lightning Bolt,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.