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 Indonesia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 June Days to the techno 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
48th St. Collective,
Cameo,
Wings,
The Moody Blues,
Thee Headcoats,
Dark Day,
Gong,
Isaac Hayes,
the Human League,
Joy Division,
Tomorrow,
Ituana,
Liliput,
Henry Cow,
Country Teasers,
Mr. Review,
Yaz,
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
Make Up,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Archie Shepp,
Peter & Gordon,
Charles Mingus,
The Gladiators,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roy Ayers,
Q65,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Dave Gahan,
Ten City,
H. Thieme,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lindisfarne,
Pere Ubu,
The Cramps,
Technova,
Smog,
Q and Not U,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skaos,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
OOIOO,
Pharoah Sanders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.