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 Honduras and from New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Au Pairs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Ornette Coleman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moebius,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alton Ellis,
Sun Ra,
The Fuzztones,
The Durutti Column,
Max Romeo,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Star Department,
The Beau Brummels,
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Slave,
Funky Four + One,
The Standells,
Lalann,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Crispian St. Peters,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
Josef K,
MDC,
The Young Rascals,
Rosa Yemen,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
Bobby Byrd,
The Happenings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ronan,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cowsills,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Pus,
Sugar Minott,
Q and Not U,
The New Christs,
Todd Terry,
Model 500,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Juan Atkins,
the Normal,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.