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 France and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Lou Reed 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 Delon & Dalcan to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
The Invisible,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skaos,
Adolescents,
Erasure,
Mantronix,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cramps,
Thee Headcoats,
Depeche Mode,
Ponytail,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joey Negro,
Wolf Eyes,
Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Move,
June of 44,
Groovy Waters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Boredoms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radio Birdman,
the Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hot Snakes,
The Fortunes,
Lou Christie,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Josef K,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Procol Harum,
Pantytec,
The Remains,
Fat Boys,
ABBA,
The Evens,
Bobby Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Organ,
Dead Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun Ra,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Severed Heads,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.