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 Liechtenstein and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Knickerbockers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Unwound,
The Cramps,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Associates,
Prince Buster,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David Bowie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dead C,
Organ,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Buzzcocks,
Excepter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick May,
Eden Ahbez,
Adolescents,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Newcleus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
The Detroit Cobras,
Monolake,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
The Divine Comedy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Birthday Party,
Mad Mike,
John Foxx,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
Kurtis Blow,
The Sound,
Niagra,
Spoonie Gee,
Arab on Radar,
Idris Muhammad,
Supertramp,
Derrick Morgan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun City Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bob Dylan,
Marvin Gaye,
K-Klass,
Lindisfarne,
Soft Cell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.