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 Turkey and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Donald Fagen 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 Amazonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
The Dirtbombs,
Urselle,
Sex Pistols,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
Cymande,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shoche,
Erasure,
Minnie Riperton,
Slick Rick,
Khruangbin,
Eli Mardock,
Black Flag,
The Cowsills,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alice Coltrane,
Ossler,
Agitation Free,
Radiohead,
Camberwell Now,
Shuggie Otis,
Kayak,
Pagans,
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
Qualms,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drexciya,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angry Samoans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Audionom,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Terry,
Hashim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust,
Rotary Connection,
The Raincoats,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.