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 Mauritius and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Avey Tare to the rap 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Standells,
Section 25,
Peter & Gordon,
Unrelated Segments,
The Red Krayola,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deakin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
Arthur Verocai,
New Order,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Young Rascals,
Drexciya,
Essential Logic,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
Andrew Hill,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Con Funk Shun,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
ABC,
The Martian,
Outsiders,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
Urselle,
U.S. Maple,
Gang of Four,
Sister Nancy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ohio Players,
The Blues Magoos,
The Knickerbockers,
Minny Pops,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grauzone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delta 5,
The New Christs,
Cameo,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.