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 Switzerland and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
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 Lou Reed 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 Derrick May to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Young Marble Giants,
Talk Talk,
Nick Fraelich,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jandek,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
Excepter,
The Names,
The Toasters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Misunderstood,
Hardrive,
Black Pus,
The Stooges,
Rekid,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Barbara Tucker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacob Miller,
Minny Pops,
X-101,
Swans,
the Association,
Nas,
Altered Images,
Grey Daturas,
Black Bananas,
Agitation Free,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Style,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Albert Ayler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronan,
Soft Cell,
Whodini,
Little Man,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mummies,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
Outsiders,
Mo-Dettes,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Christie,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.