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 Italy and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Joy Division to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed,
Dead Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Outsiders,
The Blackbyrds,
Sam Rivers,
Lindisfarne,
U.S. Maple,
Soul II Soul,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-101,
Popol Vuh,
Ultravox,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
Whodini,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
The Sonics,
Ohio Players,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
Alton Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Nils Olav,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mojo Men,
New York Dolls,
Ronan,
Desert Stars,
Black Moon,
Second Layer,
kango's stein massive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lungfish,
The Beau Brummels,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Human League,
Camberwell Now,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
Quantec,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.