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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ice-T,
L. Decosne,
Mark Hollis,
June Days,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Almond,
KRS-One,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Amazonics,
Warren Ellis,
Rapeman,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hasil Adkins,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker,
Technova,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Motorama,
The Black Dice,
Rites of Spring,
Donny Hathaway,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Graham Central Station,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Swans,
Drexciya,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sonics,
Anakelly,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.