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 Maldives and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Germs to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Music Machine,
Sight & Sound,
H. Thieme,
Alison Limerick,
Bluetip,
Pantaleimon,
The Pop Group,
Cheater Slicks,
The Leaves,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Thompson Twins,
Quantec,
Stiv Bators,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
Bobby Byrd,
Model 500,
Visage,
Ronan,
Blossom Toes,
Michelle Simonal,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
Max Romeo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
John Coltrane,
Gabor Szabo,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Pagans,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
LL Cool J,
Minny Pops,
Jeru the Damaja,
Livin' Joy,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
The Saints,
Groovy Waters,
Depeche Mode,
Royal Trux,
Johnny Osbourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magazine,
The Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
Lou Christie,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.