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 South Africa and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Jandek,
The Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Parry Music,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Bourne,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
the Bar-Kays,
E-Dancer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bill Near,
Charles Mingus,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sound Behaviour,
Byron Stingily,
Rosa Yemen,
The Victims,
Surgeon,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
The Barracudas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slackers,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young,
Wasted Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Magazine,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monks,
Roxette,
Ituana,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Joy Division,
The Knickerbockers,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.