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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Suburban Knight to the rock 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Schoolly D,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
Radiopuhelimet,
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chrome,
Scrapy,
Essential Logic,
The Smiths,
June Days,
Stereo Dub,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Kaleidoscope,
LL Cool J,
Theoretical Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
MC5,
T.S.O.L.,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Machine,
Liliput,
Fela Kuti,
Tres Demented,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nils Olav,
Clear Light,
The Barracudas,
Lucky Dragons,
Television Personalities,
Chris & Cosey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Saccharine Trust,
Shuggie Otis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eden Ahbez,
David Axelrod,
Procol Harum,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tom Boy,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Avey Tare,
Steve Hackett,
48th St. Collective,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.