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 Laos and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Angels of Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wally Richardson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Moon,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Skarface,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shuggie Otis,
The Modern Lovers,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ken Boothe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monochrome Set,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arcadia,
Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
Electric Prunes,
The Golliwogs,
Franke,
Moebius,
Jeff Mills,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Circle Jerks,
Make Up,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blake Baxter,
Blossom Toes,
The Toasters,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Womack,
Michelle Simonal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DNA,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.