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 Mauritius and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Gahan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Smog,
Rapeman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Audionom,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sex Pistols,
Chris Corsano,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
The Offenders,
Interpol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
June Days,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Ronan,
The Fall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Excepter,
Altered Images,
The Move,
Josef K,
Los Fastidios,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cluster,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Clarke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ice-T,
X-101,
Goldenarms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine,
Maurizio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terry Callier,
The Fugs,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.