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 Laos and from Madrid.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Swell Maps to the rap 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Leaves,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
the Soft Cell,
Roxy Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Nils Olav,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Prince Buster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Steve Hackett,
The Pretty Things,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thompson Twins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Livin' Joy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Happenings,
The Grass Roots,
Agitation Free,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
The Motions,
Laurel Aitken,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chrome,
The Tremeloes,
The Evens,
The American Breed,
Audionom,
Howard Jones,
Bob Dylan,
The Litter,
New Order,
Oblivians,
The Skatalites,
Mad Mike,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Slits,
Country Teasers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
Mr. Review,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.