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 Indonesia and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Soft Cell to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Eddi Front,
The Count Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Guru Guru,
The Skatalites,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Near,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
Barbara Tucker,
Thompson Twins,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun City Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra,
Lyres,
Radiohead,
The Buckinghams,
Scientists,
The Mummies,
The Victims,
Quantec,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Sound Behaviour,
Bluetip,
The Smiths,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sugar Minott,
The Young Rascals,
Second Layer,
The Fall,
Animal Collective,
Vainqueur,
Anakelly,
Cameo,
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boz Scaggs,
Soft Cell,
Oblivians,
B.T. Express,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
The Fugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Brass Construction,
Man Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mark Hollis,
The Fuzztones,
The Associates,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.