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 United States and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
Schoolly D,
Brothers Johnson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Standells,
Man Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Theoretical Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Organ,
Easy Going,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Das Ding,
Mr. Review,
Scott Walker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Slave,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
Zapp,
Morten Harket,
Audionom,
X-102,
Dave Gahan,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Graham Central Station,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
Jandek,
Gong,
Sandy B,
Byron Stingily,
MC5,
Roxy Music,
Althea and Donna,
The Mummies,
Mantronix,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smoke,
Don Cherry,
Mo-Dettes,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Altered Images,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronnie Foster,
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.