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 Czech Republic and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 Negative Approach to the rock 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Wire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
Angry Samoans,
E-Dancer,
Dead Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Sonics,
The Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marine Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Joyce Sims,
Khruangbin,
Barrington Levy,
Popol Vuh,
The Litter,
Lungfish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Desert Stars,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
FM Einheit,
Morten Harket,
Gang Starr,
Whodini,
The Monks,
Royal Trux,
Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
David McCallum,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
Skriet,
Magma,
48th St. Collective,
Moebius,
Boredoms,
Gong,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
The Gap Band,
Eurythmics,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
This Heat,
Oblivians,
Banda Bassotti,
The Knickerbockers,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.