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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 The Zeros 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
the Association,
Joey Negro,
Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
cv313,
Bang On A Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hardrive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Modern Lovers,
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
Von Mondo,
Mr. Review,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Rapeman,
Trumans Water,
The Blues Magoos,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Hill,
Jacob Miller,
The Electric Prunes,
Marc Almond,
Josef K,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra,
Rites of Spring,
Warren Ellis,
Amazonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roy Ayers,
Slave,
The Wake,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rekid,
CMW,
Joensuu 1685,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
Radiohead,
Anthony Braxton,
The Zeros,
The Birthday Party,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.