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 Finland and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aloha Tigers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ 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 linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amon Düül,
Howard Jones,
Royal Trux,
Qualms,
Technova,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spoonie Gee,
Dual Sessions,
Pere Ubu,
Tom Boy,
Duran Duran,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sandy B,
Buzzcocks,
Sonic Youth,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
Groovy Waters,
Inner City,
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Average White Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alphaville,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Pus,
Smog,
Mary Jane Girls,
Masters at Work,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Laurel Aitken,
A Certain Ratio,
The Tremeloes,
The Selecter,
Amazonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pylon,
The Offenders,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
The Motions,
kango's stein massive,
The Wake,
Popol Vuh,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
The Evens,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.