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 Fiji and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Neu! to the rock 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
The Modern Lovers,
Arab on Radar,
The Trojans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Khruangbin,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
Vainqueur,
Pylon,
Groovy Waters,
These Immortal Souls,
Warren Ellis,
Suicide,
Lungfish,
Joyce Sims,
Stiv Bators,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Human League,
Q and Not U,
Section 25,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fuzztones,
The Gun Club,
Kaleidoscope,
Big Daddy Kane,
Index,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Sound Behaviour,
Grauzone,
The Victims,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
World's Most,
Make Up,
Animal Collective,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
The Standells,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Royal Trux,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
Prince Buster,
Alphaville,
Hot Snakes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Moon,
Smog,
Ronan,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.