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 the UAE and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the electroclash 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Henry Cow,
Aswad,
Davy DMX,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
This Heat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Grey Daturas,
Kenny Larkin,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul II Soul,
Sight & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
Gerry Rafferty,
Erykah Badu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tres Demented,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Wyatt,
Talk Talk,
In Retrospect,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Model 500,
The Divine Comedy,
John Cale,
The Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Metal Thangz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brass Construction,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
LL Cool J,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Silicon Teens,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barry Ungar,
Rufus Thomas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echospace,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.