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 Australia and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Matthew Halsall to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Curtis Mayfield,
Iggy Pop,
DNA,
Trumans Water,
Circle Jerks,
The Cowsills,
The Selecter,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
Joensuu 1685,
Crash Course in Science,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Animal Collective,
The Gun Club,
The Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Desert Stars,
John Foxx,
Ohio Players,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Byrd,
The Invisible,
Vladislav Delay,
Bootsy Collins,
Barbara Tucker,
Skriet,
Japan,
Radiohead,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bronski Beat,
Juan Atkins,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sexual Harrassment,
Minny Pops,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
F. McDonald,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacob Miller,
Crime,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Monks,
Quando Quango,
Todd Rundgren,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Boredoms,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.