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 Sudan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord 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 Divine Comedy 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Pere Ubu,
the Association,
Mandrill,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
The Skatalites,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Happenings,
Dead Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Black Bananas,
The Mojo Men,
Whodini,
Sight & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Josef K,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grauzone,
Sound Behaviour,
Groovy Waters,
The Black Dice,
Eurythmics,
Tom Boy,
Icehouse,
Bauhaus,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
Rakim,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
John Coltrane,
Curtis Mayfield,
Angry Samoans,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultimate Spinach,
Theoretical Girls,
Amon Düül,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tim Buckley,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Talk Talk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ponytail,
Eve St. Jones,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
The Stooges,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.