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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crime,
T. Rex,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James White and The Blacks,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
The Smoke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Albert Ayler,
One Last Wish,
Joe Smooth,
Make Up,
Hardrive,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
John Cale,
Moby Grape,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mantronix,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Buckinghams,
The Neon Judgement,
Inner City,
Rites of Spring,
Quando Quango,
Anakelly,
Shuggie Otis,
Blossom Toes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
K-Klass,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
Boz Scaggs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Faraquet,
Lakeside,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
The United States of America,
Eric B and Rakim,
Drexciya,
The Gap Band,
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.