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 Comoros and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Charles Mingus to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Sherman,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
Quadrant,
PIL,
Stereo Dub,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Au Pairs,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
The Knickerbockers,
Sam Rivers,
Minny Pops,
Fat Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Masters at Work,
Junior Murvin,
The Pretty Things,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deadbeat,
The Offenders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mark Hollis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Porter Ricks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Drexciya,
Scientists,
The Dead C,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Cale,
The Names,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Johnny Clarke,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neu!,
Isaac Hayes,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
Quantec,
Yellowson,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
The Tremeloes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.