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 Turkey and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Blossom Toes to the jazz 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Sun Ra,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lyres,
Schoolly D,
ABC,
Bang On A Can,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
the Bar-Kays,
The Buckinghams,
The Neon Judgement,
Mo-Dettes,
Cameo,
Eve St. Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
The Modern Lovers,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
Young Marble Giants,
PIL,
Mark Hollis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Sneak,
Fugazi,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ken Boothe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moby Grape,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
Scrapy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
The Velvet Underground,
Michelle Simonal,
JFA,
Grey Daturas,
Black Moon,
FM Einheit,
U.S. Maple,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.