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 Solomon Islands and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Liliput,
The Monochrome Set,
Royal Trux,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Stooges,
Surgeon,
Das Ding,
Alton Ellis,
Prince Buster,
Simply Red,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David McCallum,
Pole,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Con Funk Shun,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
Siglo XX,
Marc Almond,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Barry Ungar,
Underground Resistance,
Pulsallama,
Main Source,
The Remains,
The Count Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Ossler,
Lindisfarne,
Black Flag,
The Motions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pussy Galore,
Cluster,
T.S.O.L.,
The Velvet Underground,
Judy Mowatt,
The Happenings,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Yaz,
Nils Olav,
Joey Negro,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mr. Review,
Faust,
48th St. Collective,
Livin' Joy,
AZ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Hill,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.