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 Uruguay and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the jazz 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Iggy Pop,
Brass Construction,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stereo Dub,
Public Enemy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Last Poets,
The Evens,
Negative Approach,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pretty Things,
Gastr Del Sol,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Sällskapet,
Carl Craig,
The Gap Band,
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
the Sonics,
Loose Ends,
Kaleidoscope,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bush Tetras,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
Barry Ungar,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Livin' Joy,
B.T. Express,
T. Rex,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lakeside,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Associates,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
Connie Case,
The Trojans,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Womack,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.