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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shoche to the grunge 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
Lalann,
The Misunderstood,
The Mummies,
10cc,
Alison Limerick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
Boredoms,
Fugazi,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
E-Dancer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
Aloha Tigers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Flag,
The Fortunes,
Goldenarms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Skatalites,
Lungfish,
Crime,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neil Young,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Finger,
Quadrant,
Roxy Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
JFA,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Alphaville,
Ohio Players,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
Todd Terry,
The Monochrome Set,
The Black Dice,
Juan Atkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Simply Red,
Soft Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.