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 Macedonia and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Soft Cell 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
Zero Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hashim,
Das Ding,
Lee Hazlewood,
Johnny Clarke,
Swans,
Suicide,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chrome,
Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mary Jane Girls,
OOIOO,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smoke,
Gang Green,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonic Youth,
Max Romeo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hot Snakes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
Tom Boy,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Motorama,
The Pop Group,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
The Moody Blues,
The Angels of Light,
Masters at Work,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Move,
Deakin,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.