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 Cuba and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 One Last Wish to the grime 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blossom Toes,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dead C,
Goldenarms,
Darondo,
Motorama,
Con Funk Shun,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marmalade,
Kenny Larkin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pretty Things,
Popol Vuh,
Flipper,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Pus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bill Near,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hoover,
Tears for Fears,
Negative Approach,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zero Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Freddie Wadling,
La Düsseldorf,
Soulsonic Force,
Neu!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
T.S.O.L.,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül,
Harpers Bizarre,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
Ossler,
The Cramps,
Outsiders,
The Golliwogs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Toasters,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.