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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rufus Thomas to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Rekid,
Mars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Toni Rubio,
Technova,
Bad Manners,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Das Ding,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
World's Most,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
The Moleskins,
Nas,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Quantec,
Kerrie Biddell,
Susan Cadogan,
Lakeside,
Pantytec,
The Walker Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DJ Style,
Lalann,
Letta Mbulu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Happenings,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Y Pants,
Nick Fraelich,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Funky Four + One,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlback,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slackers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Gang Dance,
Buzzcocks,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Mills,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alice Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
Sixth Finger,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.