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 Ivory Coast and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 John Holt to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Dennis Brown,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
X-101,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Görl,
Severed Heads,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
The Moleskins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
PIL,
Ituana,
the Normal,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Donny Hathaway,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
Sun Ra,
Graham Central Station,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
New Order,
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
Bobby Womack,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drive Like Jehu,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.