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 Hungary and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Franke 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Clear Light,
Infiniti,
The Moleskins,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Vladislav Delay,
Skarface,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Green,
Joey Negro,
the Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Marine Girls,
Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
Joy Division,
Slick Rick,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bush Tetras,
Jandek,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Star Department,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amazonics,
Michelle Simonal,
Wolf Eyes,
Suicide,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
DJ Style,
The Slackers,
June Days,
Albert Ayler,
The Names,
Yaz,
Brass Construction,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Gastr Del Sol,
The American Breed,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cal Tjader,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Reagan Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
Saccharine Trust,
Radio Birdman,
U.S. Maple,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Porter Ricks,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.