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 Germany and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 UT to the rock 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Hot Snakes,
Lucky Dragons,
Prince Buster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crooked Eye,
CMW,
Wally Richardson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bill Wells,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
Roy Ayers,
Trumans Water,
Jacob Miller,
Alphaville,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
Altered Images,
Brick,
Tom Boy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eden Ahbez,
Radio Birdman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris & Cosey,
Technova,
Audionom,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
DJ Sneak,
Deepchord,
Hardrive,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pierre Henry,
Pulsallama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Erykah Badu,
the Normal,
In Retrospect,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fugs,
Gang Starr,
The Associates,
The Gun Club,
Ronan,
The Invisible,
Cymande,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.