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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cramps to the disco 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pylon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
Hoover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Youth Brigade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Invisible,
Lucky Dragons,
cv313,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Franke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Heaven 17,
World's Most,
Rapeman,
Jeff Lynne,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Seeds,
Hashim,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
New Order,
Gang Starr,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Desert Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra,
Scion,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
Rotary Connection,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Letta Mbulu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
Ronan,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.