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 Solomon Islands and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Selecter to the crunk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Animal Collective,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Bad Manners,
Alphaville,
Procol Harum,
Roger Hodgson,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
Glenn Branca,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pylon,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
The Pop Group,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rufus Thomas,
The Stooges,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
Ossler,
Subhumans,
The Fuzztones,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mantronix,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Make Up,
Maleditus Sound,
Arcadia,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hoover,
Pagans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Wake,
Shoche,
Chris Corsano,
The Cramps,
Max Romeo,
kango's stein massive,
Tears for Fears,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tim Buckley,
The Saints,
Babytalk,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
The Litter,
Fela Kuti,
E-Dancer,
Malaria!,
The Standells,
The Kinks,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.