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 Angola and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
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 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 The Wake to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Monochrome Set,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
Inner City,
Chris & Cosey,
The Smiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
The Saints,
The Beau Brummels,
Bill Wells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
Unrelated Segments,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Agent Orange,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Nik Kershaw,
Pagans,
The Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David McCallum,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Hot Snakes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blues Magoos,
a-ha,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
World's Most,
Ponytail,
Dawn Penn,
The Human League,
Make Up,
Donald Byrd,
Audionom,
Grauzone,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
Funkadelic,
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eve St. Jones,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
Dead Boys,
Animal Collective,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.