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 Nauru and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Ultimate Spinach to the jazz 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Man Parrish,
Gong,
Soulsonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
The Fire Engines,
Minutemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cal Tjader,
the Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
The Pop Group,
The New Christs,
Janne Schatter,
Quantec,
Mark Hollis,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Bobby Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
The Toasters,
David Bowie,
Tubeway Army,
Spoonie Gee,
Altered Images,
the Germs,
Gang Green,
Ponytail,
Scientists,
Symarip,
Soul Sonic Force,
Clear Light,
Second Layer,
Hot Snakes,
Blake Baxter,
Marmalade,
Tropical Tobacco,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lucky Dragons,
Ronan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Slave,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Letta Mbulu,
Junior Murvin,
The Evens,
The Index,
The Dead C,
Bobby Womack,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.