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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Trojans to the jazz 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Peter and Kerry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brand Nubian,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Donald Byrd,
The Techniques,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Halsall,
Crime,
The Beau Brummels,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
ABBA,
Banda Bassotti,
The Victims,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
John Foxx,
Subhumans,
Black Flag,
The J.B.'s,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Evens,
CMW,
The Cure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
D'Angelo,
Warsaw,
Cameo,
Country Teasers,
Jacques Brel,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
Boz Scaggs,
The Pretty Things,
Infiniti,
Symarip,
Hashim,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Darondo,
Steve Hackett,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pierre Henry,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.