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 Angola and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Happenings to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Sandy B,
The Zeros,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
John Lydon,
Harry Pussy,
Sugar Minott,
PIL,
Joyce Sims,
Newcleus,
Joe Smooth,
The Smiths,
The Tremeloes,
UT,
The Grass Roots,
Glenn Branca,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
Quadrant,
Q and Not U,
The Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
Kas Product,
Warsaw,
Monks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Silicon Teens,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fugs,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The United States of America,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barry Ungar,
The Sonics,
Gong,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
E-Dancer,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Moleskins,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.