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 South Africa and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 mellotron 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 The Wake to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
Ronan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ossler,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
Faraquet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Henry Cow,
Groovy Waters,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Marc Almond,
Aural Exciters,
Cybotron,
Whodini,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
D'Angelo,
The Slackers,
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Wings,
Bang On A Can,
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Judy Mowatt,
Rod Modell,
Cameo,
Eurythmics,
Radiohead,
Gong,
Dead Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Half Japanese,
Gabor Szabo,
Isaac Hayes,
F. McDonald,
X-Ray Spex,
June of 44,
Reagan Youth,
T. Rex,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.