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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the techno 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Rod Modell,
Slave,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
Japan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cecil Taylor,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Monolake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neu!,
Qualms,
Swans,
Warren Ellis,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Surgeon,
Hoover,
Royal Trux,
Swell Maps,
Rufus Thomas,
Todd Rundgren,
World's Most,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
The Dead C,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Smiths,
Bob Dylan,
Gong,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
LL Cool J,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Aural Exciters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
Maleditus Sound,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.