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 Chile and from New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
Rufus Thomas,
Danielle Patucci,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
OOIOO,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Buzzcocks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Easy Going,
Alton Ellis,
Ultravox,
Sparks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Iggy Pop,
Heaven 17,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Half Japanese,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
Fluxion,
48th St. Collective,
Massinfluence,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aaron Thompson,
A Certain Ratio,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacques Brel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Womack,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
Echospace,
London Community Gospel Choir,
PIL,
Quantec,
ABC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dirtbombs,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris Corsano,
Erykah Badu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
Cluster,
June of 44,
Royal Trux,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marmalade,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.