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 Malta and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sisters of Mercy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Brass Construction,
Eric Dolphy,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Maurizio,
Cameo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joyce Sims,
Reagan Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q and Not U,
The Birthday Party,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Flag,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
Anthony Braxton,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smoke,
Desert Stars,
L. Decosne,
The Kinks,
Smog,
Outsiders,
Vainqueur,
Dennis Brown,
The Gladiators,
Mantronix,
The Slackers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Cale,
The Trojans,
Tres Demented,
Robert Görl,
Warren Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Josef K,
Gil Scott Heron,
H. Thieme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Names,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marine Girls,
The Doors,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lucky Dragons,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
MDC,
New York Dolls,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Darondo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Invisible,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.