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 Micronesia and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 10cc to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Görl,
Dawn Penn,
Moss Icon,
Monolake,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
Ultra Naté,
Pylon,
Jeff Lynne,
Japan,
Groovy Waters,
T.S.O.L.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Mills,
Yaz,
Lower 48,
Johnny Clarke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Angels of Light,
Cybotron,
Marc Almond,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Residents,
Cymande,
Section 25,
Average White Band,
Adolescents,
The Five Americans,
Hardrive,
The Techniques,
Reuben Wilson,
Quando Quango,
Cecil Taylor,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Sherman,
Yusef Lateef,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lungfish,
Brothers Johnson,
Television Personalities,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
David McCallum,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Seeds,
The Wake,
Susan Cadogan,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
Los Fastidios,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.