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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Golliwogs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
Quantec,
Freddie Wadling,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mandrill,
Ronnie Foster,
Skriet,
Bob Dylan,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
Con Funk Shun,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Evens,
Laurel Aitken,
X-Ray Spex,
Desert Stars,
Gang of Four,
Lee Hazlewood,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Unwound,
Prince Buster,
Funky Four + One,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Cal Tjader,
Mission of Burma,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
The J.B.'s,
John Foxx,
Half Japanese,
Accadde A,
Make Up,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deepchord,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Moon,
Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Erykah Badu,
Boredoms,
Stereo Dub,
Don Cherry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
Faraquet,
Infiniti,
the Normal,
Scion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.