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 Tonga and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Steve Hackett to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Terry,
Ronnie Foster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
Supertramp,
The Happenings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donny Hathaway,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Style,
Robert Hood,
The New Christs,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
The United States of America,
Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Peter and Kerry,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Skarface,
T.S.O.L.,
Wolf Eyes,
Y Pants,
Simply Red,
Andrew Hill,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Godley & Creme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Guru Guru,
The Fuzztones,
D'Angelo,
Joyce Sims,
Aswad,
Jawbox,
Monks,
Zero Boys,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bootsy Collins,
The Offenders,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalann,
The Doors,
The Move,
Dorothy Ashby,
Leonard Cohen,
Procol Harum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sex Pistols,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.