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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Star Department to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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?
JFA,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Fugazi,
Ronan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
a-ha,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
One Last Wish,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yellowson,
Silicon Teens,
Underground Resistance,
Warren Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
Fat Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Subhumans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Moon,
New Age Steppers,
The Vogues,
The Victims,
Johnny Clarke,
Dual Sessions,
Camberwell Now,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barry Ungar,
Wings,
Quantec,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
Outsiders,
Porter Ricks,
The Slits,
The Move,
Circle Jerks,
Smog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marine Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
LL Cool J,
Radiohead,
The Cramps,
Flash Fearless,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Khruangbin,
The Count Five,
the Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.