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 Tanzania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rock 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Joe Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Camberwell Now,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Bourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Holt,
Eve St. Jones,
Fatback Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Joy Division,
Deakin,
Tears for Fears,
Mo-Dettes,
Youth Brigade,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mojo Men,
Moss Icon,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chrome,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
Groovy Waters,
China Crisis,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Motions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suicide,
The New Christs,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Black Flag,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Grass Roots,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Görl,
Monolake,
Das Ding,
Bobby Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
The Birthday Party,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Tim Buckley,
The Pop Group,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
These Immortal Souls,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
X-101,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.