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 Korea South and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Black Sheep to the electroclash 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cure,
Average White Band,
Bauhaus,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
The Moleskins,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vainqueur,
The Slackers,
The Pop Group,
Japan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Qualms,
Dave Gahan,
Joyce Sims,
Cameo,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Idris Muhammad,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hot Snakes,
Eurythmics,
Livin' Joy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
June Days,
The Happenings,
PIL,
Yusef Lateef,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Deadbeat,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pagans,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.