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 Australia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ossler to the dance 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chrome,
Simply Red,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Vainqueur,
Qualms,
JFA,
Eddi Front,
Goldenarms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Cameo,
Yaz,
Cymande,
Underground Resistance,
Wasted Youth,
The Fugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Gong,
The Fall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Television Personalities,
Von Mondo,
Faraquet,
Country Teasers,
The Human League,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mars,
Radiohead,
The Gories,
Can,
Glambeats Corp.,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Trojans,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
Zapp,
Outsiders,
The Skatalites,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
China Crisis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare,
Moss Icon,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.