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 Burkina and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Cheater Slicks,
E-Dancer,
Absolute Body Control,
The Zeros,
Funky Four + One,
Monolake,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Max Romeo,
Arcadia,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
Ice-T,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mission of Burma,
Underground Resistance,
Alison Limerick,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
Slave,
The Standells,
Brass Construction,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
EPMD,
Barry Ungar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thompson Twins,
Faust,
Deadbeat,
Hasil Adkins,
Wire,
KRS-One,
X-102,
Sparks,
Sixth Finger,
The Slackers,
In Retrospect,
Negative Approach,
Dave Gahan,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cal Tjader,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Durutti Column,
A Certain Ratio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Cale,
Half Japanese,
X-101,
Outsiders,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.