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 Chad and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Youth Brigade to the grime 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Crooked Eye,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deadbeat,
Procol Harum,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag,
Pole,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Suburban Knight,
Animal Collective,
Inner City,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
FM Einheit,
Patti Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aural Exciters,
Anakelly,
Cybotron,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
the Human League,
The Litter,
Banda Bassotti,
The Neon Judgement,
New Age Steppers,
kango's stein massive,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
New York Dolls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Buzzcocks,
Boredoms,
Erasure,
Zero Boys,
Joyce Sims,
The Red Krayola,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Green,
Nico,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.