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 St Lucia and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Das Ding,
The Gun Club,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stockholm Monsters,
Suicide,
The Neon Judgement,
Con Funk Shun,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mojo Men,
Howard Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Bluetip,
Bad Manners,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül II,
Vainqueur,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Angels of Light,
Q65,
Grauzone,
Ohio Players,
Terrestrial Tones,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Simply Red,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Image Ltd.,
Drexciya,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doors,
The Fugs,
Guru Guru,
Crooked Eye,
Barbara Tucker,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Second Layer,
Crispian St. Peters,
Silicon Teens,
The Slackers,
Suburban Knight,
The Moleskins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lyres,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.