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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Last Poets to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Public Enemy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sight & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Deadbeat,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
Terry Callier,
Joyce Sims,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
Easy Going,
The Zeros,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gun Club,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stiv Bators,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
Chris & Cosey,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
Erykah Badu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
The Dead C,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
The Walker Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dave Gahan,
UT,
The Residents,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Lydon,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
Mission of Burma,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.