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 Mali and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Invisible to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Minor Threat,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fad Gadget,
Can,
Pantytec,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
Quando Quango,
Y Pants,
Procol Harum,
Massinfluence,
The Dirtbombs,
Popol Vuh,
Porter Ricks,
Magazine,
Gang Starr,
Barry Ungar,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minutemen,
Warren Ellis,
Roxette,
The Moody Blues,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
Gichy Dan,
Mandrill,
Roy Ayers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dave Gahan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
Blake Baxter,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
LL Cool J,
Aloha Tigers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.