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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nils Olav to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
10cc,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
Chris Corsano,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Saccharine Trust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill,
Fatback Band,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlback,
Adolescents,
Connie Case,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Index,
Judy Mowatt,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
OOIOO,
Slave,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fall,
Mantronix,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Essential Logic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ohio Players,
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
The Music Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Gichy Dan,
World's Most,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalann,
Joey Negro,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
AZ,
Subhumans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jacob Miller,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
The American Breed,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
Von Mondo,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.