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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Mad Mike,
New York Dolls,
The Standells,
The Busters,
Skriet,
Cameo,
Public Enemy,
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan,
LL Cool J,
Agent Orange,
Surgeon,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter & Gordon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aloha Tigers,
The Durutti Column,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dave Gahan,
The Trojans,
X-102,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
K-Klass,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fuzztones,
The Sonics,
The Cramps,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Camberwell Now,
EPMD,
Procol Harum,
X-101,
Robert Görl,
Fluxion,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
Lindisfarne,
Magma,
Barbara Tucker,
Pagans,
Michelle Simonal,
Anthony Braxton,
Bootsy Collins,
The Divine Comedy,
Pet Shop Boys,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Section 25,
Fad Gadget,
Matthew Bourne,
Faust,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
Malaria!,
Skarface,
Quadrant,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.