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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Heaven 17 to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Judy Mowatt,
Minny Pops,
Swell Maps,
The Gories,
Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magazine,
Tommy Roe,
David McCallum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
The Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
Don Cherry,
PIL,
ABBA,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Standells,
a-ha,
Moby Grape,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Clear Light,
Kenny Larkin,
China Crisis,
Wasted Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Green,
Erasure,
The Slits,
KRS-One,
Fela Kuti,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Ludus,
Isaac Hayes,
The Music Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
Aural Exciters,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Mark Hollis,
Chris & Cosey,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
Michelle Simonal,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.